Apr. 1st, 2008

psychick: (Bok Bok Bok)
Dear Bob,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but you're a pervert. I think I realized it when your dog ran amok in your camping car and I saw you put leeches on the crazy monk. I'm sure you're middle-class enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of cocaine abuse.

Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,

Abby )

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