Dear ,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our socks don't match. I think I realized when I saw the purple monkey at the mental hospital and I saw you pull the pants off of the Catholic Priest. I'm sure you're middle-class enough to understand that I'm allergic to your earlobes. I'm returning our matching snoopy underwear to you, but I'll keep your glass eye as a memory. You should also know that I mocked you behind your back constantly , and by the way, You ruined my attempts at another world war. Your everlasting enemy,
Marissa.


I was tagged by who stole this from , like she always does. ;O