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Great Distress

Hey! I wanted to apologize for not grabbing your ass this weekend.

Now, see, I was going to ask if you just grabbed my ass, but you totally ruined the joke.

You're welcome. I also wondered if you got my message Thursday afternoon, the one where I got this huge feeling of dread and despair in the pit of my stomach that something must be or soon will be going terribly wrong with someone I loved?

Oh yeah, I did. But it wasn't anything important, right? Nothing like major life changes?

Well, no, but you could have, I don't know, called your sister to let her know that you weren't dead or anything. You know. Dread and despair feelings and all.

I was in great distress over the lack of ass-grabbing.

That must have been it. Other than the great lack of ass-grabbing, how was your weekend?

Considering I was surrounded by fat, hairy men, pretty damn good.