Oh F, stop stealing for goodness' sake! I want my clothes back, I want my Ipod Nano back, I want my comb back, I want my money back, I want my keychains back, I want every f-ing thing that you stole, back. Am I accusing? You know it. God tells me to be forgiving. I know you'll lose something very dear to you, I know.
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