I was killed by a toilet seat from the Mir space station.

*sigh* It's George . . . I mean, Millie. I have no phone because I don't really want to talk much. I only have two . . . okay, three places I ever need to be . . . picking up my post-it every morning, reaping the next soul at the given time (Rube makes me do it), and showing up for my job at Happy Time.

If you must get in touch with me, then leave your message here.

Also, if you want to speak to my mun, you can leave that here, too.

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