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Dear Well-Rested,

Glad to see you survived the road trip without casualties. Copious amounts of alcohol at the end of the trip, I hope. ;)

Gearing up for another trip with the 'rents come fall litster

Dear Fellow Road Tripper,

Yikes! We must be gluttons for punishment. I'll cross my fingers that all goes well.

Signed,
Not Going Down That Road For Awhile Litster
 
Dear buddy, do we all have to be the same, really?

You don't have to have crisps with your sandwiches. Fine if you want to, but I don't.

You don't have to have a hot meal at night if you don't want to.

You don't have to keep off drugs whilst downing as much beer as you can handle. You might think they're so different, but the only difference between alcohol and weed is that one is legal (because someone else who doesn't know you decides so), whereas the other is illegal (because someone else who doesn't know you decides so). Get over it, whilst I'm high giggling with friends you're pissed fighting with em ;)

You don't have to believe everything scientists, Dawkins or the BBC tell you and you certainly don't have to slaughter anyone with a faith, spirituality or an open-mind to all-possibility.

You're a top chap, but chill out fella. We're different and we get on; that's a good thing :)
 
Dear Guy That Trimmed My Palms,

You suck. You call yourself an arborist and yet you may have damaged more than one tree.

Even I know you should not over-prune a palm and definitely not shave it the way you did.

I have placed a stop payment on your check and will be contacting the BBB.

Signed,

Pretty Pissed
 
Dear UPS guy;
Next time try ringing the bell instead of just leaving an expensive LABELED electronic on my front porch and writing "signature on file" on the slip.
Lazyass douche.
Signed,
I was home all day
 
Dear Parents of Certain Kids,

Thank you for agreeing with us about the class that your children should be in this year. I just wish you'd chosen to listen to the professionals who had your children's best interests at heart in the first place instead of agreeing to it today because your kids finally agreed it would be good.
 
Dear A,

Four months. I was surprised to realize that we've been seeing each other so long. But is that what's been going on? I'm trying to be the play-it-cool, go-slow, not-be-clingy kind of guy, and obviously it's working. I don't let you know that I think you are out of my league. Hell, you are obviously out of my league! But it just goes to show what playing it cool does for a guy. It helps him get a smoking hot woman, who is willing to fight for his attention.

But honestly, inside I'm quivering, afraid of making the wrong move and ruining it. Afraid that I've completely misunderstood the nature of this relationship. Afraid that we are just friends with benefits, or even less.

I'm just saying that the end of the day "playing it cool" looks a lot like "being a sniveling coward." And so, my playing it cool feels like I'm lying to you. If I was truthful, I'd tell you I want to run away together. I'd tell you that no person has ever made me feel like you feel. But you'd probably walk away.

But instead I'm cool, and so I still have you. :kiss:

NT
 
Dear Guy That Trimmed My Palms,

You suck. You call yourself an arborist and yet you may have damaged more than one tree.

Even I know you should not over-prune a palm and definitely not shave it the way you did.

I have placed a stop payment on your check and will be contacting the BBB.

Signed,

Pretty Pissed

Dear Pretty Pissed -

And here, I always thought it was a myth that frequent mastubation will cause hair to grow on your palms. So just how often DO you do it that you need to hire an arborist for help?

Signed,

Sorry, I could resist the obvious humor. Good luck with your palms!
 
Dear A,

Four months. I was surprised to realize that we've been seeing each other so long. But is that what's been going on? I'm trying to be the play-it-cool, go-slow, not-be-clingy kind of guy, and obviously it's working. I don't let you know that I think you are out of my league. Hell, you are obviously out of my league! But it just goes to show what playing it cool does for a guy. It helps him get a smoking hot woman, who is willing to fight for his attention.

But honestly, inside I'm quivering, afraid of making the wrong move and ruining it. Afraid that I've completely misunderstood the nature of this relationship. Afraid that we are just friends with benefits, or even less.

I'm just saying that the end of the day "playing it cool" looks a lot like "being a sniveling coward." And so, my playing it cool feels like I'm lying to you. If I was truthful, I'd tell you I want to run away together. I'd tell you that no person has ever made me feel like you feel. But you'd probably walk away.

But instead I'm cool, and so I still have you. :kiss:

NT

Tell them! The possible benefit out weighs the risks!
 
Dear Self,

If you are ever going to get out of the rut you are in at a job you know full well is going nowhere you'll need to get off your ass and really put some effort into job hunting. One or two online apps does not get you shit and you know it. Stop being such a lazy hooker and get to it already!

Love,

You irritated other half.
 
Dear assholes in my life,

Thank you for making me realize what I don't need in my life. Please refrain from butting in from now on and let me continue being happy.

Sincerely,
Ryan
 
This is really beautiful! I don't think you're a coward. Good luck:)

Dear A,

Four months. I was surprised to realize that we've been seeing each other so long. But is that what's been going on? I'm trying to be the play-it-cool, go-slow, not-be-clingy kind of guy, and obviously it's working. I don't let you know that I think you are out of my league. Hell, you are obviously out of my league! But it just goes to show what playing it cool does for a guy. It helps him get a smoking hot woman, who is willing to fight for his attention.

But honestly, inside I'm quivering, afraid of making the wrong move and ruining it. Afraid that I've completely misunderstood the nature of this relationship. Afraid that we are just friends with benefits, or even less.

I'm just saying that the end of the day "playing it cool" looks a lot like "being a sniveling coward." And so, my playing it cool feels like I'm lying to you. If I was truthful, I'd tell you I want to run away together. I'd tell you that no person has ever made me feel like you feel. But you'd probably walk away.

But instead I'm cool, and so I still have you. :kiss:

NT
 
Dear Pretty Pissed -

And here, I always thought it was a myth that frequent mastubation will cause hair to grow on your palms. So just how often DO you do it that you need to hire an arborist for help?

Signed,

Sorry, I could resist the obvious humor. Good luck with your palms!

Dear Humorous One,

Yes, it is a myth. Masturbation doesn't make your palms hairy it makes your mind crazy. So it is the masturbation that is causing me to go nuts on this so called arborist.

He must have thought he was going to trim my bush because he sure shaved the hell out of my palms instead.

Anyway, thank you for your concern and I appreciate your humor.

Signed,

Still Pretty Pissed
 
Dear assholes in my life,

Thank you for making me realize what I don't need in my life. Please refrain from butting in from now on and let me continue being happy.

Sincerely,
Ryan

You're really so sweet and I feel for you.:(
 
Dear A,

Four months. I was surprised to realize that we've been seeing each other so long. But is that what's been going on? I'm trying to be the play-it-cool, go-slow, not-be-clingy kind of guy, and obviously it's working. I don't let you know that I think you are out of my league. Hell, you are obviously out of my league! But it just goes to show what playing it cool does for a guy. It helps him get a smoking hot woman, who is willing to fight for his attention.

But honestly, inside I'm quivering, afraid of making the wrong move and ruining it. Afraid that I've completely misunderstood the nature of this relationship. Afraid that we are just friends with benefits, or even less.

I'm just saying that the end of the day "playing it cool" looks a lot like "being a sniveling coward." And so, my playing it cool feels like I'm lying to you. If I was truthful, I'd tell you I want to run away together. I'd tell you that no person has ever made me feel like you feel. But you'd probably walk away.

But instead I'm cool, and so I still have you. :kiss:

NT

Dear NT-
Tell her. Trust me, she's probably as afraid of fucking it up as you are.
Signed-
Happy to see a guy that gives a damn
 
You're really so sweet and I feel for you.:(
they are just helping me to learn what I don't want in my life. As much as they might annoy me now, they are helping me learn and find ways to manage my emotions better. And thanks to them, I now know who I don't want in my life :)

Thank you for caring Lily :eek::)
 
Dear A,

Four months. I was surprised to realize that we've been seeing each other so long. But is that what's been going on? I'm trying to be the play-it-cool, go-slow, not-be-clingy kind of guy, and obviously it's working. I don't let you know that I think you are out of my league. Hell, you are obviously out of my league! But it just goes to show what playing it cool does for a guy. It helps him get a smoking hot woman, who is willing to fight for his attention.

But honestly, inside I'm quivering, afraid of making the wrong move and ruining it. Afraid that I've completely misunderstood the nature of this relationship. Afraid that we are just friends with benefits, or even less.

I'm just saying that the end of the day "playing it cool" looks a lot like "being a sniveling coward." And so, my playing it cool feels like I'm lying to you. If I was truthful, I'd tell you I want to run away together. I'd tell you that no person has ever made me feel like you feel. But you'd probably walk away.

But instead I'm cool, and so I still have you. :kiss:

NT


thank you for sharing this... it came at a time when I really needed faith in men... now share it with her.

Dear assholes in my life,

Thank you for making me realize what I don't need in my life. Please refrain from butting in from now on and let me continue being happy.

Sincerely,
Ryan

*hugs* been thinking of you sweetie...
 
Dear Interesting image mentor
I am so enjoying our frank discussions, I think you have something of an artist in you. You really have pushed me to think about things differently and to think about actual possibilities.
Thank you for awakening me to those possibilities.
Eyes-open Litster. :kiss:
 
Dear other player's mom -

If you know so much about how the game should be played then maybe you should have coached to team?

Please sit down, shut up and let the coaches do what they are there to do.

Signed,

The Mom Who Rolled Her Eyes (more than once)
 
Dear Cat,

Wake up! C'mon wake up! You seemed so ready to play at 2 a.m. this morning, when I was sleeping -- and now you're sleeping? No, it doesn't work that way.

Night = sleep. Day = awake. Get it?

"Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow." Annoyed yet? "Meow. Meow. Meow."

- The Owner of This Here Establishment
 
Dear Pretty Smiling lady;

Sorry I haven't been keeping up with my stalking duties. I have not been up to it lately as detailed in the PM. I do see you have been quite busy turning heads and making jaws drop. I expected nothing less. Hope to catch up with you soon.

Regards,

Ketrell


Dear Personal Muse;

I have appreciated you keeping me company as I pop the pain pills. We have a good history of fun times and you know how I feel about you, how I've always felt about you. Am not afraid to tell ya again, Thank you. You really are an angel.

My Affections,

Ketrell
 
Dear X:

FUCK. YOU.

I hope you damn well freeze, you blubbery walrus. I told you leather coats were both warm and windproof. You shot me down.

I told you where to find big versions of those hotpacks you like, and considerably cheaper than you'd be likely to find anywhere else. You GRUNTED at me.

Your funeral, Walrus.
 
Dear X:

FUCK. YOU.

I hope you damn well freeze, you blubbery walrus. I told you leather coats were both warm and windproof. You shot me down.

I told you where to find big versions of those hotpacks you like, and considerably cheaper than you'd be likely to find anywhere else. You GRUNTED at me.

Your funeral, Walrus.
I'm sorry that he pissed you off, but I like your style! :)
 
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