*Found on Nicky's Laptop in Outlook Express. In the Sentbox.*

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Date: 03/05/2010
Time: 13:03
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
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Hey bigguy, long time no speak huh?

How's things for you in LA? How's Business? Just kidding I know you can't tell 😉

Frankie, you won't fuckin BELIEVE who came to see me here in this shithole of a city. Wanna guess? No, useless you wouldn't anyways. Iceman, man. You remember him? Course you remember him, he fucked one of your girlfriends didn't he? hahaha

I know you're past that, but I still laugh my ass off each time I remember the scene. I mean, having your buddy trick you out of your own dorm while he bangs your chick cannot be fun. I remember how you wanted to kill him right there and then. Fuck man it took three of us to hold you back and I still feel the elbow you gave to my face while trying to squirm out of our hold from time to time. And I still think one of you'd be dead if we hadn't stopped you.

Anyways now that's all cool and I know you made your peace with him, that's why I'm telling you he's here. Spent some time in the joint he says - same old troublemaker that Quint.

So I'm in this strip club I told you I'm working last time I was in LA - the Titty Twister. I just come in for a drink with a blondie friend of mine and there I fuckin see him. Just grabbing his guitar case from behind the counter - YEAH he still carries that around so I guess he still plays. Anyways we chill out and have a couple drinks and the next thing I know he's hittin on this blondie I came with. And I mean hittin on her real hard, Iceman style. Old habits die hard huh?

But I don't mind, I mean she's a friend and all but it's not like I'm in love with the chick or anything. They can have as much fun as they want - and for a moment I thought they were about to. I mean I invited the bastard to stay over at my place cos the motels around here REALLY SUCK. And this chick asks me for my apartment key to go show him where it is and help him move his shit there. Naturally I assume she's gonna bang him right there on my bed (or that soft lil rug by the fireplace which I usually prefer to the bed when I have a lady friend in there). Still, looks like he was left taking care of himself as she didn't fall for it - or so she said. But you know Big Q, he's not gonna let that get him down lol.

But as I said I didn't mind him takin off with the blondie, I was chatting up another blondie friend of mine at TT when they left. This poor chick married a fuckin fanook. Can you believe that? Sixteen years of marriage and she never got any cos this dumbass preferred cock. And she's fuckin HOT man I can't believe anyone would turn that down. She'd so have been in my bed already if things hadn't gone as they did. And now I can't even do her until the end of the week.

Yeah man, don't laugh. The itch was fuckin unbearable until that hot ass of a black doctor gave me her magic cream. No not THAT cream you sick fuck, although I wouldn't have minded that at all. Wish I knew who gave it to me, but I'd need a whole damn detective team or someshit. The list is loooooong, even though I mostly use the rubber. Whatever you don't wanna know about the condition of my cock so I'll leave it at that.

So yeah, I guess that's all I had to say really. Wanted you to know Iceman's still alive and kickin and I wanna know how you and the boys are doing. And how's dad? So I'm hoping for a quick reply, and mostly hoping you finally got it through your thick skull how to send e-Mails. Just bustin your balls man.

Take care and keep your eyes open,
Nicky "Nuke" DiPietro
(I'd almost forgotten that college nickname, Quint reminded me haha)