Dear MPGH

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Dear MPGH

I was born on a farm, in eastern Hawaii. My father sold horses to glue factory. I had a dream I would someday help him. Then I found the internet. The my use of lotion increased. Subsequently my right hand got very soft. But I digress: After many years of gaming, rudimentary C++. I was bored and wanted people to do my work for me. Then I found you. And I also found a girl, with whom I perform kinky activity's with. But enough about my life and my no longer soft hand. My MPGH life is vague and confusing so I wont bore you with details that have nothing to do with my favorite scent of wax to pour on my girlfriend*cough*cough*coconut*cough*

Your Constituent
-HellsFear (BoB)

PS: Thanks for giving me something to do that drowns out the drab of my life. I'm seriously thankful