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it's my strawberry letter for today.

The subject, my ex-husband, wants me to be his side chick.

You don't know to your ass, you know.

Right now, the nephew's here with today's prank phone call. What you got for is neff? This right here is pecan tree. Pecan. Not pecan, but pecan. Pecan. I say pecan. My granddaddy called a pecan. This is got them pecan. It's a pecan tree. My grandmother call it pecan.

Yeah, my grandmother said pec.

Okay, okay.

Well, I'm going to say it again.

My granddad, call it pecan.

Everybody in my family call it pecan.

Everybody on my granddad's porch call it pecan.

Where about in the neighborhood in South Park said pecan tree.

Now, go to get that.

Everybody in Studeywood in Houston, Texas, call it pecan.

Where everybody below I-10 said pecan?

Where everybody north of 45 calls it pecan.

So that's South Dallas.

Okay, cool.

North Houston. Whatever. Anyway, Pecan. Let's go, Cairdough. Hello? Hello, I'm trying to reach L.C. This is who. Hey, let me, let me, my name is Marcus. My mama and them live next door to you, the person. Mr. and Mrs. P. My mom and daddy live next door to you, the Mr. Mrs. B. My mom and daddy live next door to you. And I

was calling because y'all got a pecan tree in your backyard. I mean,

right on the fence line and it keep, you know, pecan and stuff keep

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