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Dear OSW

Watch it or I'm going to have to teach that pussy of yours a lesson on manners

Raiguy

Dude, you're on fire! Lol!!

Dear OSW....

He can have your meow. You know I prefer your purrrrrr...

Lol.
 
Dear Lit lady;

I don't think you're really interested in chatting with me anymore. I can't blame you, I have been in an off mood and haven't been very talkative. Will catch up with ya later if ya want.

Hope you're still having fun.

Ketrell
 
Dear X,

*sigh*

Does it ever occur to you.... ?

Never mind. You're actions have just answered my question that was to come.

Discouraged,
Me
 
Dear new guy...

Thank you. For making me laugh... for curling my toes... for cooking me breakfast. :kiss:

I'm glad you like the dinner and dessert... oh and the strawberry shortcake too. :devil:

Looking forward to next time already...

me.
 
Dear Body,

This again? What happened to me being essentially immune to everything? I realize this is a minor, though very annoying, issue compared to what others may have, but this one thing you have to let happen again?

And why is it just this one thing? What happened to all the other things that were supposed to happen but haven't when I reach "a certain age"?

It's bad enough I have had to suffer with one annoying thing since practically puberty, I can assure you, I will not let you make me suffer with this for the remainder.

Seriously considering looking for a new body
 
Dear Electrician,

I appreciate what you're doing and all, but it's Saturday. You didn't get here till 12:30 and you're still here. I don't care if you have to come back to finish; please go away now. I'm sick, and I want to go to bed.
 
Dear Life -

There are way too many people on the previous page I want to fuck and don't get to. What's up with that? Seriously unfair.

No love,
Too Horny for My Own Good
 
Dear Serial Killer AV,

Creepy dude. I like you but that AV makes me want to lock my doors and never help a stranger put a sofa into the back of a van.
 
Dear Barkley,

I sincerely apologize for leaving you locked upstairs for all of 2 minutes. I didn't realize you had followed me up their when I was putting away my laundry. Although I do apologize for leaving you locked upstairs instead of the 112 degree heat for those rough 2 minutes I am shocked at amount of shit that came out of your back end.

In 2 minutes no animal in this world should blow mud the way you did. When did your turn into a cow? That pie was huge and because of my rudeness in leaving you up there you felt it necessary not to be solid. Why is that? Not only did it take half a roll of TP and a bottle of oxy clean to get that room smelling half as it did before, but my hand broke through the TP twic causing me to grab handfuls of your digested food.

Yes the food I pay for you to eat. in the house that I allow you to stay in to not deal with the heat. What an ungrateful bastard you are. I needed a snow shovel, a blow dryer and a vat of hand sanitizer to finish the job. How does soooo much shit come out of you? Oh and thanks for doing it into the carpet as opposed to the hardwood floors because that would have been much easier to clean up.

Yeah yeah I get it. You just go lay down and lick your balls. Let your master clean up your shit. By the way enjoy those licks because come Wednesday I will get the last laugh. You will be licking stitches instead. Sure you won this little battle but I guarantee you that your going to feel like shit when you go to lick your testicles and none are there. I might be jealous that you are able to lick yours, but not for long.

Little fucker
 
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Dear Clowns,

It isn't that I don't have sympathy for you. I do, honest..

But that just made me laugh soooo hard...

You are the funniest person on Lit Bar none..
 
Dear Voice from My Past,

Thank you so much for inviting me to the party. I can't remember the last time I had a Girls' Night Out like the one last night. And with so many girls, too! It was great reconnecting with you and the others plus meeting new friends. The talk was raunchy and the laughter unending. I look forward to our date in a couple of weeks for some one-on-one time to catch up.

Signed,
Hope We Do It Again Soon


Dear Girl with New Tits,

Quit worrying about it. Your hubby is gonna love'em when he gets back from his tour. If he liked the pic, trust me, he's counting the days until he can get his hands on them...and you! They are beautiful, natural looking and feel good, too. ;) I know he'll think the same.

Signed,
Sorry If Our Hands Were Cold :eek:
 
Dear Walmart,

I've been avoiding you all weekend. I really was hoping we could avoid seeing each other. It looks like I'm going to have to woman up and visit you tomorrow. Sigh.

Signed,
Bracing Herself Litster
 
Dear Second Job:

I understand we are short handed and we still have to function....but couldn't we at least alow me a chance to recover? 18 hours in less than 36?

Hurtin.
 
Dear X,

I'm sorry. I know we are a pretty casual place, and I really don't want to judge you on your clothing. But it would seem to me that wearing tight lycra pants that say "juicy" on them (along with a relatively sheer t-shirt and a dark lacy bra) is probably not the signal you really want to send. Or at least I don't think it should be....

Signed,

I enjoyed the view, but there's a time and place and this ain't it...
 
Dear Boss.......

If you want me to pay attention in the Monday morning meeting make it more interesting and relevant.......:)

Signed, Thinking about sex instead of work......
 
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