Ah, to travel! To see things, things, things! You lucky men. Truly one of the singular pleasures of youth is to take in the exotic, the remote, the, dare I say it, the Orient! Some of my fondest memories are of Nepal, which I frequented quite frequently in my days in the spice trade. Ah, how I miss Pimbo, my young round monkey friend. He was such a spry little fellow. Much like you, Mr. Smith!
And then there was little Mr. Michael Smitters. He was my other monkey, when I was stationed in South America, posing as a coffee bean exporter while reporting on the movements of the rebels to the contra-rebels, and the contra-rebels to the contra-contras, and to the Cantro, a local tribe. How I savored those mountain heights! Delicious! Mr. Michael Smitters would curl in my lap at sundown, purring like a young buck sheep.
It's good to see that our youth have not lost their collective sense of adventure! TALLY FORTH!
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Dear Andrew (Smith):
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Ah, to travel! To see things, things, things! You lucky men. Truly one of the singular pleasures of youth is to take in the exotic, the remote, the, dare I say it, the Orient! Some of my fondest memories are of Nepal, which I frequented quite frequently in my days in the spice trade. Ah, how I miss Pimbo, my young round monkey friend. He was such a spry little fellow. Much like you, Mr. Smith!
And then there was little Mr. Michael Smitters. He was my other monkey, when I was stationed in South America, posing as a coffee bean exporter while reporting on the movements of the rebels to the contra-rebels, and the contra-rebels to the contra-contras, and to the Cantro, a local tribe. How I savored those mountain heights! Delicious! Mr. Michael Smitters would curl in my lap at sundown, purring like a young buck sheep.
It's good to see that our youth have not lost their collective sense of adventure! TALLY FORTH!
Mission Accomplish,
Andrew J. Hamilton
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