From : 1(509)222-****
December 15, 2011 01:17PM Tuesday
How is your head feeling, Anth? :)
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From : 1(509)555-****
December 15, 2011 01:20PM Tuesday
Oh, you know. Like all head would feel if they were hit… twice.
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From : 1(509)222-****
December 15, 2011 01:22PM Tuesday
You know, the first hit was all your fault. It’s the hazards of trying to KIDNAP SOMEONE!!! You could have just asked me to come with you to the batting cages… I would have gone.
But I will apologize again for the second time. I tried telling you that my hand-eye coordination was not… and I repeat, NOT great what so ever. Next time we go there, I’ll just sit and root for you.
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From : 1(509)555-****
December 15, 2011 01:25PM Tuesday
I wanted to surprise you though. I didn’t know you would go spineless on me. Are you part ninja?
All you need is practice. We should go to the batting cages again sometime. Other than the small part where I was hurt, it was actually quite entertaining. And okay, you cannot hit the ball to save your life… or any life… even when we tried the T… what was I saying? Never mind.
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From : 1(509)222-****
December 15, 2011 01:30PM Tuesday
I remind you, it’s the hazards of trying to kidnap someone. When a pillowcase is suddenly pulled over your head, lets see how you react, mister. And yes I’m part ninja! That’s why I wear black all of the time, duh!
Even if I did practice, I would still be terrible… I’m terrible at any and all sports.
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From : 1(509)555-****
December 15, 2011 01:34PM Tuesday
Oh, you’re over reacting! It was just a pillowcase.
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From : 1(509)222-****
December 15, 2011 01:39PM Tuesday
And duct tape! And being thrown over someone’s shoulder!!
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From : 1(509)555-****
December 15, 2011 01:44PM Tuesday
Psh, that’s nothing.
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