Dear
itslikenature,
I don't really know how to tell you this, I'm selling myself for CANDY. I think I realized it when you peed your pants at the Elton John concert and I saw you sit on the Catholic Preist. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand how awful you are. I'm returning your couch cushions to you, but I'll keep your glass eye as a memory. You
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Dear tinktink99,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm joining the Convent. I realized that was my only choice when we skinny dipped in your bathtub, and then again when we skinny dipped in my bathtub. It was at that point that I knew I had to drive over to the Convent and check it out. My father said I had shamed the family by my actions and all I could think was that your Ford sucks. Your Hannah Montana underwear don't fit me, so I'm returning them, I hope they will bring you fond memories of me. Oh, by the way, I have also taken your collection of butterflies, I just couldn't help myself. But if you won't tell on me, I promise I will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from my backyard. Well, this is goodbye tink. I'm off to lead a new life as a lemon.
With tears of sadness,
itslikenature
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