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Personal Narrative: You Are One Funny Guy
You are one funny guy. The first time I've seen the word meaningfully used in a salutation (lol). I wasn't surprised to learn that you avoid funerals at all costs and will enjoy discussing this with you in further detail at some point. What else do you avoid at all costs?

I work the 3-11 shift tonight, so I'm trying to mentally prepare myself for the unpredictability that lies ahead of me, while attempting to decompress from an emotionally draining day yesterday. In my profession, it is important to remain as cool as a cucumber regardless of the number of stressors. It's nice to hear from you though.
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