Fan mail!

Wait...people send you mail? Well -cough- no...but we're supposed to preteend they do, -rips open a letter and starts reading-

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Err...-Stares at the scribble- you know, maybe opening up a fan mail booth for cats wasn't such a good idea. No, wait, here's a good one...

Just letting you know that I'm planning on roasting you alive, slowly and painfully, next Tuesday for that article you put in the Tattler. For the information of your impressionable visitors, my mother stopped by for a visit last Sunday and I couldn't make it to the junkyard.

-Munkustrap

-Cough- Pass? He must've been pretty passionate about that considering it's written in ball-point pen and he has no opposable thumbs... ON TO THE NEXT MAIL! There IS no next mail. Drat.

Go BACK and leave poor Calli to nurse her bleeding ego.