Jun 28, 2006 14:39
Dear Dom
I am currently holding your buttons (to that nice lil shirt you wore) ransom for an exchange of goods. It seems that I managed to leave my water bottle, my hairbrush in your car. Also, I do blieve you still have my Tom Petty cd. I recall you giving it back to me and I left it on your porta-bar some months ago. Ah, there is also the ever infamous silver scarf as well. Yup, I keep leaving stuff at your house. And the last most important thing. My ipod's headphones are in your backseat too. This makes me slightly grumpy at myself, but hey I'm holding your buttons ransom for my crap! Yay!
Your ever faithfully fluff-headed friend.
Dear Ashley
I have a pair of your jeans and a shirt. They were borrowed a long time ago. I leave them folded in my car so that I might remember to give them back. But every time I see yous guys, I've usually driven the truck. Somehow, perhaps by osmosis, I'll get them back to you.
Dear whoever you are
I have your hockey pads. Would you please come get them? I really hate how much space they take up with all the other hockey crap in the house. No, I don't know why Chris borrowed them when he never tried them out, but I'm sure there was a good reason for leaving them in the back of my car for so many months. Thank you.
Uh....Do i have anything else that belongs to er...Anyone else?