Below is a copy of our dearest Son's second letter from university as he's reaching near to the end of his first term.
Apparently he wants a Google Pixel 📱📞📞📱phone that costs about £700.... some friggin chance matey.
Additionally he's writing lots of essays while still finding time to stir the shit amongst feuding students and probably causing some to cut themselves in an attempt to block him out through the medium of modern dance and self harming... that's my boy... He's such a good lad.
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