dear beany,
a cause du your recent change in marital status, we've over-estimated your happiness, oops i mean GST cheque earnings. you now owe us $53.00, payment to be remitted immediately. you're going to have to put that quart of gin on your credit card. you're a slut. welcome to summer.
signed,
taxes co.
p.s. wouldn't it be awkward if you weren't talking to your ex-common-law? then it would've been awkward today at the laundromat. but it wasn't. too bad you couldn't ask him for the money, but he owes you so much already.
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I love you so much it hurtz
i wish i could feel it in my bo-e-oh-nez.
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