Ah, you're the one who wrote the letter. So you can write then.

You have mosquitoes. I have the Press.

How do you keep the natives off the booze long enough to pass the test?

You managed not to get eaten then?

In the event that I am reincarnated, I would like to return as a deadly virus, in order to contribute something to solve overpopulation.

Young people are the same as they always were. They are just as ignorant.

Do people trip over you?