Mar 22, 2009 21:33
Dear Catholic Boy,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm joining the Convent. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear as you were eating Kraft dinner and I saw you sit on your 'my little pony' collection. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand how awful you are. I'm returning your love letters to me to you, but I'll keep the oil tank from your car as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the moose poaching and your cucumber-fetishism is weird.
Warm tingly sensations,
Tuathla