Dear to who ever reads this
It is January 4th the year 1980 and if this gets to anyone in time I am stranded on a deserted island. I don’t know where I am at and I am probably sure that doesn’t help you much. My plane went down. PLEASE COME AND FIND ME!!!!
Sincerely,
Baylee Thomas
"Whoa! Sucks to be him!” Chris exclaimed.
“Yes you’re telling me”
“I wonder if he’s still there?”
“Justin it’s been 23 years I don’t think so,” Jc said.
“It was just an idea jeez chill out dawg!”
The guys took this bottle and saved it so they could remember their Spring break of 2003.
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