So there I was, just minding my own business, when I got a telegram.  I replied, and on it went.  And then, well, let's just say Squealer used language that would make his grandmother blush.  I mean, what's got into this guy?  A simple conversation is going on, and then he starts effing and jeffing, and, well, by jingo, my sensitive disposition just isn't used to this kind of abuse.

Check this out:

To: EdinburghCastle
From: Squealer
Sent: Mar 05, '25 22:40
Subject:

Go fuck yourself.

To: Squealer
From: EdinburghCastle
Sent: Mar 05, '25 22:40
Subject:

please send me some money

To: EdinburghCastle
From: Squealer
Sent: Mar 05, '25 22:39
Subject:

Dunno.

To: Squealer
From: EdinburghCastle
Sent: Mar 05, '25 22:10
Subject:

Do I know you? 

To: EdinburghCastle
From: Squealer
Sent: Mar 05, '25 20:31
Subject:

Welp, glad I got use out of this name before it gets launched in the bin. Cheers! Haha.

Yo, Squealer, cat got your filthy tongue, son? 

Infamy!

Thank you.