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Dear S...

I love you so much... I wish this wasn't so hard and we could just be together.

I know the old adage about good things being worth waiting for, but patience has never been my strong suit! :roll eyes:

I missed getting to see you today... hurry back from your trip...

loving you always....

your sweetie
 
Dear *insert town* Cop,

Get thee to some speech classes, lose the lisp and go to whatever school it is they send you to that teaches you NOT to say "I'm doing you a favor."

No one who gets pulled over wants to hear about the good deed you are doing them. They want to hit you in the face and go about their business.

The speed trap you sit in is a good one. That speed would go from 45 for a very long way to a short time of 35 (because of a subdivision entrance...stupid) and then back to 45 means you get to make your particular city a load of dough, and let's face facts, this state is all about making a load of dough on the backs of the people who live here.

If the people aren't being raped by the taxes they have to pay, they are getting it up the back sides by fines and fees.

I cannot wait til it is time to move to a place that is more condusive to keeping a little more of my money.

And you sir....that lisp...made me think of an Adam Sandler movie for some reason.

I'd like to do a favor for YOU!:devil:
 
AMEN!

Dear *insert town* Cop,

Get thee to some speech classes, lose the lisp and go to whatever school it is they send you to that teaches you NOT to say "I'm doing you a favor."

No one who gets pulled over wants to hear about the good deed you are doing them. They want to hit you in the face and go about their business.

The speed trap you sit in is a good one. That speed would go from 45 for a very long way to a short time of 35 (because of a subdivision entrance...stupid) and then back to 45 means you get to make your particular city a load of dough, and let's face facts, this state is all about making a load of dough on the backs of the people who live here.

If the people aren't being raped by the taxes they have to pay, they are getting it up the back sides by fines and fees.

I cannot wait til it is time to move to a place that is more condusive to keeping a little more of my money.

And you sir....that lisp...made me think of an Adam Sandler movie for some reason.

I'd like to do a favor for YOU!:devil:
 
Dear *insert town* Cop,

Get thee to some speech classes, lose the lisp and go to whatever school it is they send you to that teaches you NOT to say "I'm doing you a favor."

No one who gets pulled over wants to hear about the good deed you are doing them. They want to hit you in the face and go about their business.

The speed trap you sit in is a good one. That speed would go from 45 for a very long way to a short time of 35 (because of a subdivision entrance...stupid) and then back to 45 means you get to make your particular city a load of dough, and let's face facts, this state is all about making a load of dough on the backs of the people who live here.

If the people aren't being raped by the taxes they have to pay, they are getting it up the back sides by fines and fees.

I cannot wait til it is time to move to a place that is more condusive to keeping a little more of my money.

And you sir....that lisp...made me think of an Adam Sandler movie for some reason.

I'd like to do a favor for YOU!:devil:

I just laughed LOUDLY!!!
 
Dear my secret love,

Thank you for messaging me the other day. It was so wonderful being able to see you again knowing that you still love me. It has been 5 years since we met and I know I could never ever be without you even though we are an ocean apart. Time may seperate us but my feelings for you will never die.

Love,
Me
 
Dear Daughter,

Do you realize that I don't worry about the little details about television celebrities? I know, it's a shocker, but I don't.

Your mom.
 
Dear X or anyone else who needs it...

“Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.”

― Dalai Lama XIV

Me
 
Dear Brother,

Here's a tip - ask a question in return. Neither of us want it, but these conversations are going to continue to be exceedingly tedious for the both of us if you don't pull your head out of your bum.

This is necessary, and it's happening, deal with it. For some stupid reason she gave you responsibilities too. I cannot fathom it and it sort of hurts because it now makes my job even harder.

So please......for once. Grow. A. Pair.

Lots of love,
That Brat of A Sister Who's Not Going Away :)
 
Dear Pimp,

I know you're a pimp because of the red furry hat in the back of your red early 90s Cadillac. Just because your car is twice the size of mine, and probably weighs 3 times as much, does not mean you get to drift into my lane while you're talking on your cell phone.

No, I was not going to move to my left and into oncoming traffic. Yes, I will be an ass and rip by you so don't bother with the look. The fact you got caught at the red light is not my fault you drive so slow.

Learn to drive and not think with your dick and maybe you'll get somewhere.

Signed,

The one who doesn't give a shit about you


Dear Yukon driver,

The reason I was riding six inches from your ass for the 1.5 miles between exits was for the very reason you kept experiencing. Since you insisted on leaving three car lengths between you and the car in front of you, despite the traffic moving at .25 miles per hour, people who didn't feel the need to get in line like everyone else were going to take advantage of the opening and pull in front of you.

As I couldn't see what you were doing due to your fat ass of a vehicle in my face, I must presume either you're an idiot or were talking on your phone. But I repeat myself.

Your vehicle would have been perfect to seal the gap and prevent the stop and go motion we had to endure but instead you chose to act as if you were driving on ice. A remedial lesson on how to keep the flow of traffic going is in order.

Take a hint the next time you can see the bugs on the car behind you in your rear view mirror.

The one who wanted jump out and push you to get you to move up


Dear Potential Employer,

I'm not sure what to make of the interview I had this week. I arrived in plenty of time and came completely prepared for a two hour interview with two different people.

Instead, the conversation I heard from the security guard as she tried to get in touch with my first interviewee led me to believe that no one knew I was showing up.

As I look back on the answers I gave to your questions, and you diligently wrote down what I said, your attitude leads me to believe you have no intention of asking me to come onboard despite both my experience in the field you advertised for, nor my education which I made sure you understand came out of my pocket. You know, the whole, "Do what it takes to get ahead" routine. It was supposed to show I was taking the initiative to better myself and make me more marketable.

While this position is one that would help me get out of the urine soaked hellhole I now call work, I'm not holding my breath for your email. I know I can do the job and, like every place I've been, go above and beyond what is expected of me. It's up to you to get your head out of your ass and recognize I am the droid you're looking for.

He who is eminently qualified but will once again get passed over
 
Dear Mr Cop on base...

I'm sure that you're very use to people trying to get out of a citation. I'm sure than on an average day you hear the story about why someone was driving on the installation talking on their cell phone w/o a hands free device and trying to say they didn't know the base has been hands free for almost 2 years or more. I'm sure you hear the excuses of some not knowing that the speed limit on base unless marked other wise is 25mph.

I had none of those excuses. I wasn't speeding and I wasn't talking on my cell phone.

I wasn't scared when you pulled me over. I wasn't scared when you asked for my ID, insurance or registration. However as I reached over to my glove compartment and it was locked...I then started to shake just a little bit, and holy hell I was scared.

I handed you my drivers license and you could see I was shaking. You asked me if I was okay and I said "Sorta" I explained in order to retrieve my insurance and registration that I would have to turn the engine off and unlock the glove compartment, but that it wasn't in my best interest to do so. You asked me why not. I explained that I was quite sure that my gun was locked in it, and that it was loaded.

You then asked for my military ID card, and I also handed you my ccw permit as well. You asked me lots of questions and I will say if I thought I was nervous in job interviews, I was super nervous being questioned by you!

You went back to your vehicle and I have no clue what you were doing. You came back up to my vehicle and asked if I was aware it was a crime to have a firearm on the base and I said yes I was aware. You then asked for my address and I told you.

You can't begin to imagine how much easier I was able to breathe when you said that you weren't gonna issue a citation but that I needed to turn around and go secure my gun before coming back on the base.

Thank you for your leniency - and for winking at me :D

Breathing easier...me :eek:
 
Dear X,

Yes, me again. And yes, it's to you I write this, let there never be any doubt. I may not always find the right words, if any. But they're inside me.

I know your scheudle has been rough. I know my own doesn't help. But you must know that you're often in my thoughts. More often than appropriate sometimes. :)

I take comfort knowing I am yours, free to be open, and vulnerable, with you. Even when we're not together, I am yours.

You've given me strength and daring. You've pushed me, encouraged me, comforted me and supported me. I know how lucky I am. I truly do. And I hope that I give something back to you as well.

I adore you.

your pet
 
Dear lover,

Really? What does it take to arouse you, these days? We've been together for so long, and we both used to greatly enjoy one another's bodies. Now, all you want to do is watch boring TV shows, read a bit, and sleep, plus the obligatory career.

I still get horny, and I still really, really want you. I want to touch you in all those places that make deep, throaty sighs escape from your delicious lips. I want to taste every inch of your gorgeous body. I want to fill every one of your senses with pleasure. You don't even have to do anything for me. I just want to make you feel all the things your body (hopefully) craves.

With love and affection,

D.
 
Dear X
That was quite the hug and kiss last night when our spouses were not watching. Caught me off guard, but I liked it.
 
My love...

I was so happy to hear from you today... Even if it was just two short emails.

I thought about you so much today.... Listened to your voice fill the room from the audio you sent last May... Close my eyes and imagined you inside me....

I can't wait til your body is pressed against mine.

I love you...

Your girl.
 
Dear Sis
Thank you for posting that horribly embarrassing story about me as a small child on my facebook wall.

Seriously, thank you, it made me laugh to remember what a goof ball I used to be, and how much fun having a big sister really is.:rose:
 
Dear Older Sister Kettle:

You get upset b/c of the way you perceive our brother is treating mum & dad. You view him as mistreating them and taking advangtage of them b/c he still lives at home. Logic says if mum and dad were bothered by his behaviour they would put a stop to it.


Dear Little Brother Pot:

You get upset b/c of the way you perceive our sister is treating mum & dad. You view her as having taken advantage of mum & dad through the time of her divorce. Logic says if mum and dad were bothered by her behaviour they would put a stop to it.
 
Dear Springtime Rain,

Thank you for visiting me today, you were so beautiful and calming on my day off. You cooled off the ground and my temper. I was so content I wish you would have stayed longer. Last night you and your friend thunder gave me the best sleep I have had in awhile. And today, I was able to sit under the awning and write a beautiful 4 chord progression. I can't remember the forth chord, and now I have to write a slow solo. But I welcome it!!!!!! I have not been inspired to write so greatly, I appericate your beauty. You also washed all the horrible, horrible, pollen away! Me and my stratocaster thank you!

Your Friends,

Biggs and Jessica.S
 
Dear Recent X,

I WILL never understand your point of view. Just because we are no longer dating doesn't mean we shouldn't be nice to each other and it doesn't mean we can't be friends.

YOU are the one who needs to grow up and show some maturity. I've been very nice and kind to you and all you've done is been mean and nasty to me. Why?

Signed,
It DOesn't have to be this way.
 
Dear Man on the Road behind me gesticulating wildly on Thursday night as I Drove Home From Work...

How I hope you get behind me again. I don't know how you thought I could go any faster than traffic when it was backed up to where Jesus left his sandals, but your driving histronics were entertaining. To see a grown ass, 50-year-old dude losing his mind because I couldn't go faster was kind of fun.

To be able to pull up beside him when he changed lanes and got caught at a light, smile sweetly, shake my head and give him a hearty laugh and thumbs down, causing him to blush, put his head down and turn on a red he was not supposed to...

Well asshat....that was the epitome of lovely.

I've laughed at you the entire weekend.

~here's to more highway histronics :)

p.s. You should be careful though, you looked like you could have dislocated a shoulder there, Skippy.
 
Dear People,

Everything is relative. No matter what you face…others are facing something just as trying. Unless you owe a Yacht…then I don't have much sympathy…but anyway, be nice…
 
Dear member of staff,
Why the fuck did you not leave your lousy attitude at home.I could have done without all that drama today. Thanks.
 
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