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Rage;
I do not care to go on about this too much, so I won't.
Except to to say this; that my Father be pretty much drunk with oil.
And that if you said the right things, maybe, you could be my virtual, internet, texan bride? You could be my petro-chemical queen?
Maybe you've had offers like this before, but this time, it's for real?
Please to reply soon, in one week, otherwise I will have to deploy the helicopters.
Yours (I cannot say my name)
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