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That Toe-tapping, Music-loving Bigboy
Dear you,
At one time I had an oracle. He was a man that lived online. I called him by his intials, R.O.B. His said his name was Ralph Oscar Bergunstein. (I'm sure he wouldn't mind that I told you his real name.) We would talk about all sorts of things. He was a mirror. He would reflect me back to me. It was like my life was put through a sieve. Our talks helped me SEE things about my personality…both the good and bad.
He gave me an opportunity to fix up my rough patches.
For eight months that worked very well.
Falling in love with the guru can be a bad thing though. All of the talking turns to sex, and the oracle crashes into a million bits of ordinary glass.
R.O.B. is very funny. I miss him. Raaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllpppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
ME
