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fates_jaye"-just stop SINGING!
Hi. This is Jaye. Leave a message, and if I actually give a damn about what you have to say to me, I'll return the call. If not, take the hint, loser.
BEEP.
Hi. This is Jaye. Leave a message, and if I actually give a damn about what you have to say to me, I'll return the call. If not, take the hint, loser.
BEEP.
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Date: 2007-12-25 01:10 am (UTC)"Miss Tyler, yes, this is Constable Fraser. I'm sure you remember me and I do hope you are well," he said. "Anyway, this is just a call to let you know that, after you flashed me so eloquently, I called your sister who, contrary to your radio report, wasn't all that upset about finding out I was seeing someone. She, in turn, gave me the number to your parents and I placed a call to them to relay your exploits to them. Now, I don't know if your mother was crying out of happiness or something else and your father just stuttered constantly but they do know that you are flashing men much older than you so I thought I should call and tell you. Have a pleasant day."
Fraser had never ever called Sharon nor the Tylers.