| It's the morning of April 6, 1994 |
| Allan wakes up at 10 a.m. |
| He lights a cigarette, rolls out of bed, and does forty pushups |
| He brushes his teeth, walks downstairs to the kitchen |
| And makes instant coffee with a piece of buttered toast |
| With breakfast in hand, Allan walks outside and down his driveway |
| To the front gate to say good morning to the security guards |
| Pauly and Rocko, and asks about the mail |
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| Pauly ( |
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| Rocko (Alright, Mr. Rayman?) |
| Any mail today? |
| Couple letters, an envelope we found outside the front gate |
| What was in it? |
| A tape, along with a letter |
| We checked it out, everything's fine, boss |
| Let me see that |
| Thanks, fellas |
| Of course |
| Enjoy your day, Mr. Rayman |
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| "Dear Allan, I am your biggest fan |
| Enclosed is a picture of my big, beautiful tits |
| No, but really, I had to start with something horny like that to get your |
| attention" |
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| It's a tape, a demo |
| Cool |
| #1 Girl |
| Well, let's listen to it |
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