Dear Eddie Furlong,

Eddie? EDDIE!

Please put down that Red, take off that Helmut Lang cashmere tunic, and pick up some goddam barbells. Yes, and wash the Ouidad shine serum out of your hair.

Linda Hamilton.

I see that you have made a new family for yourself. congratulations. your cottons look comfortable and your smiles easy. Hm, I wish you could see me, too, but you can't see through computers LIKE THESE GUYS CAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH



Finish breakfast, Linda. Eddie, stop looking for roaches in Seth Greene's ashtray. This crazy shit just hit the fan.

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