Sam, You've Got a Life.

When letters reach thei pung address, i put them in their place. Get ready for my crol fae b bush. Enough buzzers and someone will let you in. Oh, here's one that's not treaded. You ging to open it? That's mail fraud. Here it is. I've got it, what was left of it. Wait, there's a lot of them. The namei now come on, amina. Let's go. Rad a recycle bin. Sam, you've got a life. You can't just get involved with stuff because you hear your aunt's name. Are you in or are you out? No more eavesdropping