The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

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A stack of orders beside a cup of cold coffee.

A short clip of me reading a notice and saying, “This sentence is designed to scare you. We are not scared yet.”

That clip became embarrassingly popular.

People called me “Grandpa Arthur.”

I hated it.

Then tolerated it.

Then secretly checked the comments.

One said, “I wish I had an Arthur.”

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