Dear X,

[Lord Pmann]

Dear Philippines,

I hear you're beautiful this time of year.

(Not so) Patiently Waiting,

Pmann

 

[Lord Pmann]

Dear Dirt,

You are begging to be kicked, so kick thee I shall.

Ambivalently

Pmann

 

[Lord Pmann]

Dear February,

Please hurry to week three. I'll love you forever and never refer to you as the short month again.

Appreciative,

Pmann

 

[luvnmyboys]

dear week,
please be over. i have had enough of you.
sincerely,
exhausted

dear posters on this page of this thread,
thank you for the giggles.
still exhausted but smiling

 

[unregistered]

 

[Lord Pmann]

Dear Emerson,

Your absence is noted. Come back?!

Sincerely,
Lustrous Precipitation

^^^^
This.

 

[Emerson40]

Dear Concerned Cloudburst and Puddle-seeking Pmann,

Your words have reached me, much like the commissioner’s signal to the Dark Knight, beamed upon the rolling clouds in a Gotham night sky.

I apologize for being away and out of touch. A week ago work sent me north of 60º to explore mines, severely shiver in isolated communities, and appreciate the spikes in excessive drinking and domestic violence that 18 hours + of darkness, abundance of alcohol, and sweet FA to do in ridiculously sub-zero temperatures can evoke.

I can now place a wee check (on my life-experiences checklist) beside:

1) Witnessing the start of a 1000 mile dog sled race (those silly, silly bastards).

2) Getting two wicked spots of frostbite on my neck while navigating a snowmobile in -49º C weather which, I was later informed by my guide, was not entirely accurate as I am not factoring in windchill, provided by both the wind and my moving “sled”.

An incredibly slow (8 to 10 mins for page load) internet connection - when you could get a connection - kept me from Lit and all it’s goings-ons. I’m back, and I’m sure I have some catching up to do. I will read up as I thaw my extremities by the fire, and try to persuade my testicles to reconvene their presence in their traditional habitat, after being driven off by the sharp bite of extreme cold to the warmer confines of my abdomen.

Having brandy for breakfast,

E


http://www.polarbearsinternational.org/sites/default/files/legacy/DenStudy1.jpg

 

[Miles Long]

Dear Food In My House,

I apologize in advance for the utter destruction and havoc I am about to wreak on you during the Super Bowl. You will be delicious. GET IN MAH BELLY!!!! Despite what you may have read, Hunger is not a Game.

God bless,
Miles

 

[Christopher2012]

Dear new neighbors who moved in upstairs,

You don't have to stomp around your apartment all day...

Thanks,
Chris

Dear Amnesia: The Dark Descent,

You scare the living bejezzus outta me.
See here for more and turn your volume DOWN: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv-OfWvorpw

Thanks,
The Guy Who is Scared to Go Back into the Computer Room.

Dear new neighbors upstairs,

I'm going to pull out the subwoofer with Amnesia on it at 3am if you don't STFU.

Thanks,
Chris

Whew... 3 in one post.

 

[Lord Pmann]

Dear Tracy Chapman,

Beautiful song. Absolutely perfect.

Thanks,

Pleased eared pmann

 

[Eilan]

Dear Local School District,

It was once made painfully clear to me that my children were valued only for their test scores. In light of recent events, perhaps I should take my little test scores--and the funding you receive for them--elsewhere.

 

[Miles Long]

Dear Post Office,

Hurry up already!

Miles

 

[NightL]

Dear you

You are a like no other. Your quiet ways are the catalyst for smiles and laughter. You bring joy to so many just by simply going about your way.

Thank you

 

[imemkay]

Dear South Park,

BAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Why don't I watch more often?

Gonna have myself a time!

 

[imemkay]

Dear Karma,

Oh well played, well played.
hehehe

Next time you go after someone else though, please try to keep me out of your crosshairs.

I know, I know, collateral damage, and all that. I'm willing to take the hit this time.

Thanks,
Smirking MK

 

[pplwatching]

Dear erogenous zones,

Look! I've found the hotspots, Figs 1-9. I love you. Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Me, Counting Out Time.

 

[imemkay]

Dear You,

Good effort. I'm too clever to fall for it, though.

Yours,
D.O.C.

P.S. They're looking for you!

 

[Lord Pmann]

Dear Fucker,

It's your turn.

Sincerely,

WWF Pmann

 

[pplwatching]

Dear ladies,

Thank you for an entertaining lunch. I'm flattered.

ppl

 

[shiny5437]

You're either interested or you're not - just say one way or another and stop wasting my time with all this hot and cold shit.

 

[BeachMomma]

Dear Responsibilities,

Kindly stop interfering with my Lit time. You're seriously compromising my budgeted entertainment time.

Sincerely,
The Master Procrastinator

BCC: School; Work

 

[Eilan]

Dear High-School Art Teacher,

I'm glad you teach art and not, say, government.

Sincerely,
Disgruntled Mom

 

[heavyhitter01]

Dear Super-Duper Smart Cat,

Thank you, thank you, thank you for pissing on that rug. I absolutely fucking hated that puke-green monstrosity, but in order to keep the peace, I kept my mouth shut. Now I get to haul it out to the dumpster. This is a beautiful turn of events, my dear purr monster.

Trust me when I say that she might hate you right now, but me? I absolutely fucking adore you, and I'll sneak you some fresh tuna as a reward for a job well done.

Kudos,
Your Happy Human

 

[imemkay]

Dear Banking Industry,

You should really come up with a better term for short sales. The current one is misleading. I'm about 7 days into the 120 days you have to either accept or reject my offer. I don't know if I'll make it to the end without going insane. Please decide soon.

Anxiously waiting.

 

[MsQuote]

Dear Ex Boss,

So you think that I'm harassing you for the $XX,XXX I'm trying to collect from you for work that I performed between June and September?

You don't like that state department of licensing and regulation going after you to pay up?

I tried negotiating with you to make payment on months of slow payments. You fucked me over every time by shorting my payments and not paying on the dates you promised.

I did the work you asked me to do. I did it within deadlines and exceeded performance expectations. Why is it wrong that I ... and others ... should expect to be paid?

You're a totally fucked-up fraud.