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My darling friend...
- Filotic Natasha
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| Date: | -- (:) |
| From: | Filotic Natasha <Nguyen@s...> |
| Subject: | My darling friend... |
Hey, how are You?
Do You know that soon is Xmas? ;-)
Yeah right!
And we KNOW, that this thing will help you to be
the BEST OF THE BEST this night.
Don't loose this chance and try it at http://rewording.net
Bye,
And see You later ;-)
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'Which department issued this passport?' asked the cat. There was no
answer.
'Department four hundred and twenty,' said the cat to itself, drawing
its paw across the passport which it was holding upside-down. ' Well, of
course! I know that department, they issue passports to anybody who comes
along. I wouldn't have given one to someone like you. Not on any account.
One look at your face and I'd have refused! ' The cat had worked itself up
into such a temper that it threw the passport to the ground. ' You may not
attend the funeral,' went on the cat in an official voice. ' Kindly go home
at once.' And it shouted towards the door : ' Azazello! '