Yes? That's good, because I was concerned about your produce. I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, but the power has been going on and off in the area, and I wanted to make sure that you're aware of this, and also that your refrigerator is hooked to a generator, should the need arise to use one, in the event that your power goes out, too.
I've already gotten sick from eating spoiled food due to the lack of power running my fridge, and I'm in the hospital as I write this. No one deserves this. I wanted to make sure you don't end up with the same fate.
The doctor told me that a rare disease was brewing in my milk, and I consumed it without knowledge of it being in there, let alone its existence.
The current medical technology wasn't enough to save me. I'm wasting away in my hospital bed, and my feet are growing spores that are working their way up through my bloodstream. It's not cancer.
I have approximately four days to live, and this will be the last thing I'll send to you before I perish. Tell your family I loved them, and that I wish I'd been a better friend to your husband. I didn't mean for last Christmas to end up in a blowout like that, but I had my reasons for what I did, as did he. I wish I could've gotten the chance to tell him how sorry I am.
Tell everyone I know, that I died a hero; after I die, my body will be donated to science, so that the current state of medicine can be furthered through awareness and research of this disease.
Goodbye. I wish it wouldn't end like this, but the only way is forward.
Submitted January 18, 2016 at 08:32AM by GnarlyBellyButton87 http://ift.tt/1Q8jbRJ AntiAntiJokes
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