Today LarryBoy is working-out. Archie is helping. Archie is LarryBoy's butler, of course. LarryBoy had to do jumping jacks, but... he couldn't do them. So he wrote a strange letter to the Bigidea Studio. At half past two, Phil Visher got the mail and he read:
dfnr6ghb 45 mr5s4g 523G%$W%#^NJ$E% yt e5s5lnmr5s nxxrn m4flapjack2000rbn e lbz wasohmn lz lumburgcheeset nre6.ehil7h 3.n4eioji5 n
45w3^Y%$h5r4m enu r T&RD, ctn mkjphineasandferb b nse5 candacev nrt je/ln m75 E$%#$@JNe 5
Translation:
I CAN'T DO
JUMPING JACKS!
A long letter with only five words for a translation. Archie just told him to...

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"I say that this plungering menace should be lokced away forever!" says a recntly releaced prisoner of the Bumblyburg prison. "He is none other than some show-off trying to do harm to BumblyBurg."
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