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| DuBam |
Dear Ian
Whatever helps you sleep at night.
Yours truly,
Former and soon-to-be Stanley Cup finalist |
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| Ian |
Dear former stanley cup finalist.
You were just that, a finalist. Nobody cares who loses, only who wins. Plus deep down, you'd really love to know what it feels like, what it feels like to be a russian god. |
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| DuBam |
Dear Ian
If there ever was a hockey god, he would have been Canadian. :p
That is all.
Yours truly,
Bamski |
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| eROs.au |
Dear Newcastle United,
please dont get relegated.
love the toon. |
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| Rose |
Dear night that lays ahead of me,
I'm ready!
-Rose |
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| Omega_Blue |
dear google books,
without you, my papers are nothing. without my papers, i am nothing.
-omg_b |
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| Banora |
Dear Kentucky weather,
This is May, not March. Get with the program.
No love,
Banora. |
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| Meat187 |
Dear tourists from America, Japan and Italy,
please off. You're annoying as hell.
Sincerely,
- Meat, on behalf of every citizen of Munich |
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| Cloudburst |
Dear Cock,
please stop peeing blood.
Cheers!
Your owner. |
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| Meat187 |
^^
Maybe you should take him to a vet? |
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| ChemEnhanced |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
Dear craig,
i am becomming more and more obsessed with you every day. i sexually fantasize about you constantly and i already have our kids named and our wedding planned. whenever you send me an email i get so overwhelmed with excitement i can hardly contain myself. oh and if you ever try to leave me, i'll kill you and then i'll kill myself. it'll be romantic.
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so anyone dead yet |
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| iclone |
dear internet,
thank you for email headers.
gratefully,
iclone |
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