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I'm writing you in good health to inform you I survived the night. I knew I could trust an American with regards to advice on shoddy junk food. I will sing tales of your glory to all my tribesmen in honor of you.
Thank you so much, and all hail Pepsico.
With love,
Remco32
I am writing you to inform you on the developing situation with regards to the 2 month old potato chips. I decided, on your advice, to eat them. I haven't succumbed to the consequences yet. I you do not hear from me again, it might have been the end of me.
Kind regards,
Remco32