Dear Cancer,

    f.ck you.
    If that is the best you've got to throw then you are in some
serious trouble because we're still standing and we have cans of
whoopass left on the shelf that we haven't even opened yet.
    We're still together. If you thought we'd fold you were wrong.
We've got your number now biatch and you are going down hard. You
picked the wrong door to knock on.

    Sincerely,

    Us.   

Dougie®
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