Tuesday night I got into my car and remembered that I had not yet gotten the mail. The back of my mind said not to, because it was dark and there's no telling what's in there. The front of my mind told the back of my mind to shut up and stop being such a wuss. I drove up to the mail box, reached inside, and pulled the mail into my car. I was
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Scott
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