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Also, did a package arrive today with those Le Chameau Chasseur Boots? And the North Birdger Bison Quarter Bison? How about the pony? Did you ever get the orange?

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No boot, no pony, no bison, no orange. I blame the milkman.

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I am going to stop mindless eating, and most importantly, I am not going to continue eating anything in front of me unless it's really yummy. I am going to be a lot more discriminating where I shop, when I shop, and when I eat. This is radical for me! I am so glad you became so wise AFTER you moved out of my home. Life would have been difficult for both of us.

I love who (Whom?? No "Who", since "Who" is referring to the subject with the use of an auxiliary verb) you were and who you are. Always and forever.

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If it wasn’t the milkman, then it would be the mailman. Aunt Robin saw him in his mail truck outside her house, eating an orange and wearing brand new (very expensive) boots.

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