Still killin’ me with some of these, including this one.

I thank you for your kind words. For some reason, my head very much wants you to have been able to type as your next sentence, “For that matter, it reminds me of my Mondays when I had outlaws.”

I can’t explain why. My head has always had a mind of its own.

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