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Actually, a while back I had quite the crush on Chris Habib. I knew where he lived, so I used to hang around outside his building, hoping to catch a glimpse, and perhaps get up the nerve to say hello.
This minor infatuation spun out of control shortly after, and needless to say, Chris did not appreciate the repetitive phone calls and unsolicited lingerie parcels. I eventually got help, and we worked it out amicably, but there is a reason why he was so upset about that recent prank call. I'm sure he feared an encore of my previous unacceptable behavior.
Chris, I truly apologize. And you KNOW I didn't do that to your cat on purpose. It will haunt me until my dying day.
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