
Something like "could you have at least poked around the rubble pile for a while to make sure I wasn't trapped, jackass!"
Two months after the earthquake, she is found alive in the rubble that was her kitchen.
I'll bet she found a ten year old fruitcake to eat. After 6o days eating rotting food, I might even eat friutcake. Umm, maybe not.
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