For the past two years you've dutifully responded s'il vous plaît
only to have your candor and toil scrubbed from this Earth. While
I am certain there is a desire to point fingers at me for the blood
that has been shed, I assure you, this time, salvation can be yours.
The rules are simple: make sure you've filled out the entire form,
smash that red button, screenshot the letter
below, and text it to Tony at 508.410.8286.
But there are no shortcuts in life so before you do, I request your
frankness once more. Simply tell me what's on your mind,
or click below to generate a prompt.
The choice is yours.