Bonjour Thomas!

Hello Thomas,

THIS is me, your better friend of the world and the universe and the planet Earth, Mister of Mario! How do you feel today? I lacked you. I tried of my better to remain in phase with my newspaper on Internet of thing internet newspaper than I write on a daily basis, but I was very occupied with the project among the projects! Oh, what do you say big king Aggro? You want to say hello? Good, leave me to help you with the pencil.

Hello Thomas! This is me, the kind big of the world, and the south of France, the Aggro! I have just finished the cooking of Mister the Doctor Mario a voucher breakfast, and now I write you to say you hello, with this tiny pencil in my big clumsy hands. It is equally difficult to see what I write you because my vision is fuzzy. I am drunk as fuck. Mario done of me an "awakening" cocktail and the boy oh houseboy that did me great state of inebriation. And sexual great. When are you to return to the house?

Aggro! This is enough. Sorry Thomas, it feels a very sexual these days. It spoils his Thomas. As I said it, we must unite ourselves to one another to finish our project. The Edouard? It is in a vast world problem of the big tragedy and universe of despair.

Please write me.

I like you.

Mario

PS: Aggro likes you too.