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May 17, 2005 11:17

Dear Molly,

we need to talk... today you left your hair-straightener on the floor, you also left it on. I stepped on said straightener by accident. It hurt a lot. Your room smells like burning. you also left your pillow and pajamapants nearly on top of the straightener. you have a wooden floor. Had they started on fire my exit to outside would have been blocked by flames, that is if I didn't die in my sleep from smoke inhilation. way to freak me out buddy. I left you a message. call me back, you scared the hell out of me. At least I am glad to be alive even if I want to vomit.
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