A Letter to Mr. Icke
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Dear Mr. Icke:


I didn’t see any escaped child slaves, but maybe I wasn’t looking hard enough.  I’m keeping my eyes open now for any second eyelids closing, I’ll let you know if I see any.  Also, I ate a sandwich.


With love,

Vvinni J. Gagnepain

3 Comments to “A Letter to Mr. Icke”

  1. The sandwich was a pretty good sandwich. But it was NOT a good Sammich.

  2. Vv says:

    That’s what I forgot to do! I only threw a biscuit at someone.

  3. Andrew says:

    Remember, you have to INFURIATE them if you want them to show you their extra eyelids! INFURIATE THE LIZARDS!

    They especially hate it when you throw soup in their face.

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