Having a little trouble hearing with the thunder and lightning! Sorry. :( But birds. Right! I'll keep that in mind.
Oh, one other thing, I know you're in the jungle right now, but if you do happen to go along the shore after the storm... Could you keep an eye out for my boyfriend? Jon. I know it's been weeks and everything. But with the storm and people finding things. I found this bottle of alcohol even! He's out there. I know he is. You remember what I told you about him, right? These things don't save messages. He's really tall, taller than me. Like north of 6 feet. And this really chiseled jaw, like you'd see in an old western. Mum loved John Wayne. God, Jon'd look hot in cowboy clothes. Leather chaps... Sorry! Right, so that and then he's got this sort of windswept dark hair and skin. Sort of Eastern European, I guess? Dark, dark eyes, too, almost black. I think I told you about all of those things? But there it is again, just in case. Promise me you'll check? Please?
[He's hoping, again, that Cohle might be able to guess at what he's going for. Say no to the 'direction' that's wrong.]
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Sorry. :(
But birds. Right!
I'll keep that in mind.
Oh, one other thing, I know you're in the jungle right now, but if you do happen to go along the shore after the storm...
Could you keep an eye out for my boyfriend?
Jon.
I know it's been weeks and everything.
But with the storm and people finding things.
I found this bottle of alcohol even!
He's out there.
I know he is.
You remember what I told you about him, right?
These things don't save messages.
He's really tall, taller than me.
Like north of 6 feet.
And this really chiseled jaw, like you'd see in an old western.
Mum loved John Wayne.
God, Jon'd look hot in cowboy clothes.
Leather chaps...
Sorry!
Right, so that and then he's got this sort of windswept dark hair and skin.
Sort of Eastern European, I guess?
Dark, dark eyes, too, almost black.
I think I told you about all of those things?
But there it is again, just in case.
Promise me you'll check?
Please?
[He's hoping, again, that Cohle might be able to guess at what he's going for. Say no to the 'direction' that's wrong.]