Dear X

[BradBigBrain]

Dear Dogpa,

GIGO?

Amused Litster

Yeah. And a ton more garbage going out than going in. It's amazing.

 

[sunshinegirl05]

Dear X

I'm so sick and tired of you knitpicking every single little thing. Remember. I went to the waterpark. Duh. How do you think I paid for it? Oh yeah. I forgot. I had the money coming out of my ass. Sorry. Next time I will remember that.

Meanwhile, go have fun and buy whatever shit you decide to. Ugh.

me.

Also. I hope that you fail in your search for a low priced pop-out camper.

 

[lakesailer_mi]

Dear D,

Well, you're off. I have high hopes for you because you have so much talent. However, you are your own worst enemy. You make up things to worry about. You take everything too seriously, you need to grow thicker skin...especially if you want to follow me and your Grandpop. It's not a place for the wilting violet. But, I think over the next four years, you will grow. And possibly into something even I can't imagine.

You always have a home with us.

Love,
D

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Dear _ _ _ _ _ _,

It's been a while since it all came to an end, even the friendship - wasn't expecting that. Honestly I thought it meant enough that it would be something that we could maintain, but I guess you didn't think so. Are you lurkin' about here? I think you are.

I want you to know that you left me empty - now don't go thinkin' I mean love and devotion and all that. I don't. I mean our friendship in general. I'm back to where I was before we met and telling myself that's okay - it's for the best.

I'm sorry you've disappeared, or reappeared as someone else that stays clear of me. It's your loss as well as mine, because we were awesome friends.



Me

 

[SweetMystery]

Dear Doctor,

Yesterday you literally held my father's heart in your hands. I know that to you it is simply an intricate muscle that needed lots of repair. To me, though, it is the heart that has loved me since I was born...no matter what I did or how I lived my life. The man surrounding that heart is the best man I have ever known. He is sweet and kind, tough and firm. Thank you for taking such good care of that heart and the man. Thank you for taking the time to talk to me and explain things to me in "normal" English without ever talking down to me. Thank you for being smart enough to surround yourself with a staff that remembers the patient's family are real people who are going to have questions that deserve answers...no matter how simple they may seem.

You're the best.

Always Grateful Litster

 

[IhateClowns]

Dear Stomach Flu,

Thanks fucker.

Signed,

UGH

 

[WhipLuvr]

Dear X:

We've been "together" For all of one day. Please slow down in your quest to know every inch of my body by touch. I don't mind it but when your hands wander every time we stand next to each other... well..

It may not last.

 

[Jett_73]

Dear UGH,

I hear ya. That was me three days ago. NOT fun.

Signed,

Now-blessedly-healthy-Litster

 

[Jett_73]

Dear business commuter,

Now I assume that your iPod is playing something pretty groovy into your ears.
But wiggling your tight-skirted ass in time to the music while standing on the escalator in front of me is not professional.
Pleasantly distracting.
But not professional.

Signed,

Eyes front and centre

 

[Jett_73]

Dear Mick Malthouse,

Please, darling, please don't go to Carlton. I'm not ready to start wearing blue, but I love you so much I might have to.

A heartbroken Magpie.

Dear Mick,

Likewise, please don't go to Carlton. My diehard Blues uncle may kill himself.

Risking the wrath of a Magpie

 

[kendra1980]

Dear Barometer Headache,

you suck.




Dear Ex Sister In Law,

They are MY kids. You posting all over Facebook about how much they are yours doesn't make them yours. You posting all over Facebook implying that you are "in on" every aspect of their lives does not make it so.

I know you are doing it to hurt me. I am not hurt, I roll my eyes. Your own kids don't get as much attention from you on that venue as mine do. I think that is telling, you weak chinned, whiney, dumber than a box of rocks, mouse faced, no chinned jerk.

Ahh, that felt better. Maybe I should post that!

 

[Jett_73]

Dear Micks Number 1,

My scarf's maroon, blue and gold.

Signed,

Leery of death threats

 

[Entered27]

Dear NHL,

Fuck off and die.

Signed,

Disgruntled Canadian Kid

 

[BradBigBrain]

Dear Mick

Come to the US and be a punter for my Buffalo Bills. You Oz rules guys have done it before. Or be daring and coach for Richmond!!

Dear Ugh,

I agree. I'm hoping this bug holds off until I get home today.

Dear bleach,

I love you.

Me

 

[roughenedhands]

Dear boobie queen,
You are so hot. Your posts are real and revealing. If you knew how awesome this could be. Your mind would be spinning. I'd take you to places youve only dreamed. Fuck you silly and make you scream. Give me a shot..
lustfully,
Your future daddy

 

[Timihendrix]

Dear Supervisor at my job,

You have the intelligence of an bacterium and the interpersonal skills of Ozzy Osbourne circa the 80's when he was coked out and snorting live ants. I'm pretty sure a lobotomized Ashton Kutcher could do a better job than you, you fucking dumbass.

I see you have a wedding ring, the thought that some woman actually married you, possibly even while sober, is a disquieting thought that makes me weep for humanity.

I have been doing my job for approximately 24 times the amount of times you have before you got promoted, either by sucking cock or supplying free crystal meth, because I can't fathom any other reason you were selected, so please if you get the urge to give me completely unnecessary pointers, just shut the fuck up, lest you give your employees even more reason to ridicule your sorry ass.

Love,

TH.

 

[Pinktacokitty]

Dear Officer on 820......

Thank you two times. Once for taking your time to get from your car to mine so I could adjust my skirt for you...... And once for focusing on my legs and giving me a lil lecture about speeding in the construction zone, instead of giving me a ticket.....


Sincerely,
Can't afford double priced ticket.

 

[ga400us]

Do you think she'll read it? Of course she would, the narcissistic... (oh, wait...your battle, not mine).

Drive on through, nothing to see here.

Dear Barometer Headache,

you suck.




Dear Ex Sister In Law,

They are MY kids. You posting all over Facebook about how much they are yours doesn't make them yours. You posting all over Facebook implying that you are "in on" every aspect of their lives does not make it so.

I know you are doing it to hurt me. I am not hurt, I roll my eyes. Your own kids don't get as much attention from you on that venue as mine do. I think that is telling, you weak chinned, whiney, dumber than a box of rocks, mouse faced, no chinned jerk.

Ahh, that felt better. Maybe I should post that!

 

[~Elizabeth~]

Dear X:

I really wish I knew what to do to help you through this rough time you are having other than just being there and loving you. I hope you will talk to me more about it, so maybe I can offer more.

 

[janeyl]

Dear Job I'm interviewing for on Monday that is just 15 minutes down the road...

Please be what I'm looking for...

Looking for a better work/life balance and less back pain, me...

 

[1sickbastard]

Dear Dom wannbes,

Being an actual Dom is 100% a mental state. Everything else is just props.

 

[Edensgarden]

Dear Dominating One,

Why am I so aroused right now?

Signed,

Needing a Hand on My Ass

 

[BradBigBrain]

Dear Officer on 820......

Thank you two times. Once for taking your time to get from your car to mine so I could adjust my skirt for you...... And once for focusing on my legs and giving me a lil lecture about speeding in the construction zone, instead of giving me a ticket.....


Sincerely,
Can't afford double priced ticket.

You are so lucky!!

 

[ga400us]

Dear Dom wannbes,

Being an actual Dom is 100% a mental state. Everything else is just props.

And it isn't acting.

 

[IhateClowns]

Dear pain,

It hurts so badly. Please whoever is listening make it go away. Surgery isn't till 10am. Everything they are giving me I am throwing back up.