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Princess Tikka is relieved.


My Goodly Mr Mbecki,

I am being awash with feelings that you have relieved in me.

I was indeed being preyed upon by suspicious thoughts that you were being too precious to deal with a mere womanly person such as my serene self.

Bless you, Thomas. How could I be doubting you?

Please be sending me confirmation details about the moneys needed and the address needed also. I have been having much problems with my computer and am looking in vain for your original message. (Basic delaying tactic.)

Bless you again Mr Mbecki. May Phlatulence, the wrinkle-nosed God of Social Leprosy, ensure that your lower colon is forever in ferment.

Yours most serenely,

Princess Tikka Masala.


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