Dear Ryuchan,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but the Mafia wants you. I think I realized it when you put cuffs on me at the mental hospital and I saw you sit on Manchester United's goalkeeper. I'm sure you're ashamed enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist.
I'm returning you ring to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I told my psychiatrist about my passionate interest for mice.

Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,
Pie.


_{Because I'm lazy}