As my treadmill was flying over what I think was California yesterday I saw some really bad fires. I think it was near where your Uncle Jason lives. (That's me up where you see the lights in the sky.) I saw helicopters and airplanes dropping big buckets of water and other things on the fire to make it stop. I had a few bottles of water with me, so I poured those out onto the flames. I think it helped. The fire seems to be a lot better now. Don't forget to keep praying for Uncle Jason, though.
I should be in Katmandu soon. I'll let you know as soon as I get there.
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Hey Frito,
Why didn't you come to our place? We gave the coordinates, did you miix them up? - James
Frito, umm, you know about flyin'? You know about the cell phone? - Lizzy
Frito - you shouldn't have combined the two coordinates. Now you won't be going to Katmandu. You'll probably end up in South Africa. And, for the last time, the treadmill will not take you anywhere! - Josiah
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