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Dear Guy Who Works At The Grocery Store,

Yes I was wearing a Hello Kitty tee shirt.

Yes I have an ample bosom.

Your staring at me and my ample bosom made me uncomfortable.

Signed,

WTH?

Your boobs kept staring at my eyes.
 
Dear Flick Clit Girl,

That sounds so painful. A hot 18 year old girl who loves internet sex. Oh yeah who is flicking her clit. That sounds fucking painful. Do you sit indian style and do that? My friends and I used to fuck around and walk up behind each other and flick an earlobe. Taht shit stung. So my question is how many times can you withstand your clit being flicked like that?

Your clit must look like a fully chewed pack of bubbalicious gum if you flick it often enough. If that is the case then no wonder why you enjoy internet sex.

Just saying

Dear Clowns

This post alone was worth dropping in for. Glad to see you are your usual delicious self.

:rose:
 
Dear X,

It's so funny how some people prefer to keep company with the phony air-kiss brigade than non-plastic, for real peeps.

Amused,
LBC
 
Dear You,

I've read what some people have written here, and they say that this, here, us, isn't real... but what I'm starting to feel is real.

I miss you. I care about you. I'm waiting for you to feel better. There are many moments in the day when I can't think of anything but talking and laughing with you. I'm not afraid of liking you.

'Somewhere in the multiverse, there must be one where we end up together.'
 
Dear poster above me,

You have a ridiculously long name. I feel my name is a pain in the ass to type in but yours trumps mine. I am sure you are a nice person but you should get credit for a post. Punt every time you sign in with that username.

Just saying.
 
Dear boss,

Here's how I know you're an idiot - you're trying to micro-manage the best performer you have. You know, the same guy who took store #8 for you and turned it into Store #1 (and kept it there). The same guy who took store #11 and turned it into Store #3.

Here's how else I know you're an idiot: That same guy, who runs labor at the lowest percent compared to everyone else in the company, and has for years, and has still managed the improvements listed above... the same guy who consistently wins your monthly labor contest - and yet, you can still tell that same guy "We've got to do better in labor?"

Hmm.... highest sales... lowest labor... and you want to out-think that? Should I add highest retention rates? Or, best trainer? Nah, that's okay. I'm sure you know best, right Daddy's Son?

Sincerely,

that same guy....
 
Dear wife,

I had a horrible experience the other night when two out of three of our kids were gone on overnight visits to friends' houses and our oldest was holed up in his room lost in the world of MMO's..... I had a glimpse into our future - what it's going to be like when our children our gone and I'm stuck sharing this house with just you.... I was not excited.

- the husband who wanted to be in love forever.
 
Dear 10th grade geometry teacher,

Not one time since I passed your class has the Pythagorean theory ever been close to being needed in any point in my life.

Signed,

Math with words isn't math.
 
Dear self,

You really need to decide if you can actually spend the rest of your life sharing him. You care for her, but its nowhere near your love for him and it may never reach that point. You know you'll never find anyone like him so you need to decide if he's worth these feelings you keep having.

Scared and confused
 
Dear 10th grade geometry teacher,

Not one time since I passed your class has the Pythagorean theory ever been close to being needed in any point in my life.

Signed,

Math with words isn't math.

Math can't be that logical if you can use imaginary numbers to solve problems.
 
Dear Spouse,

I think after experiencing this with our daughter, you should have been there too. I also don't like it when you ask me "Did you miss me?" or "Didn't miss me did you?" -- do you realize those are unfair questions.

If I answer honestly, your feelings are hurt and I'm an icy bitch. If I lie, then I am a liar. It's not fair to ask me that stuff. I don't ask you when you're gone for a long time.

Tuesday is the first day of something - I don't know what - the beginning of the end? We'll see.

~ Me.
 
Dear 10th grade geometry teacher,

Not one time since I passed your class has the Pythagorean theory ever been close to being needed in any point in my life.

Signed,

Math with words isn't math.
Dear Math with words isn't math,

Sure, advanced math is behind you until you go to university and have to take statistics and logic. It's terrible.

Signed,

Failed logic and had to retake it :rolleyes:
 
Dear X,

I know this must be hard for someone like you to understand but that shower today was not about you. It was about your daughter who, unbeknownst to me how, has actually turned out to be a pretty sweet girl. You ma'am, on the other hand, are a piece of work. I have rarely in my life classified people but if I had to do so about you, it would not be complimentary.

Back off and let the kids have their own childbearing, birth and raising experience.

And if I have to hear you say one more time, "I was gonna buy that but I didn't have enough money" when your daughter opens a baby gift, I may have to smack you upside the head.

Signed,

She who is known by another as Grandma Mulette
 
Indeed hehehe :p

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