Four days. Can't be six. I was overreaching then. Plus, it's the holidays and I'm pretty sure your wife wants to kill me and could be forgiven. Let's just see what four does,
and on this thing that is blowing up and ohemghee surely you're coming,
when will we sit and talk and laugh and enjoy the fact we're still here?
Today I am grateful to know it will be soon, son.
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