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Wednesday, 22 September 2010

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Dear Kevin Kolb:

My Daddy said your boss is mad at you. I think he is mean and fat. And so is your boss.

My daddy used to have a job where everyone was mean, just like you.

My daddy used his talent and ability to get a more gooder job, and now we live in a big house near the beach.

I hope you can use your talent to get a gooder job. I know it is tough.

My Daddy says that you are a good man.

Then he remembered that you promised to play at Oklahoma State, where my daddy went to school. And then you played at Houston, because your friend got a job there.

That makes you a scab, piece of sh-t in my book, you talentless hack.

I wish you nothing but torment. Scab.

Die,

Brisa, Age 3

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