Classics II
Dear Wayne,<br /><br />Hi.<br /><br />You're probably wondering who this letter is from. I want to tell you and I will one day, but now is not the right time.<br />
Dear Wayne,<br /><br />Hi.<br /><br />You're probably wondering who this letter is from. I want to tell you and I will one day, but now is not the right time.<br />
Merry Christmas everyone! I love you. (A special holiday greeting from Project Goodyer)
Dear Ronny,<br /><br />My dad found a job and we are moving away. I have to break up with you.<br />
Date: Nov 9, 2006 12:33 EST<br />From: John Bell {John&[email protected]}<br />To: [email protected]<br />Subject: Re:Magician for hire<br /><br />Dear Walter,<br /><br />You sound great!!<br /><br />See you this Saturday then!<br /><br />John.<br /><br />Date: Nov.7, 2006 5:49 EST<br />From: [email protected]<br />To: John&[email protected]<br />Subject: Magician for hire
Dear Chuck,<br /><br />Hey thanks for the lift yesterday to work - Really appreicated that.<br /><br />Is your phone line down right now? I'm trying to call you but it says the number isn't in service!? What's going on with that?<br />
Dear Diary,<br /><br />So yesterday I'm sitting in the family room bored out of my mind.<br />
Dear Son,<br /><br />The monster under your bed is named Lord Helmut.<br /><br />He was once a man in the 14th century before he was crufied as a witch and set on fire at the cross. As he was burning alive he quicky managed to make a pack with the devil. The deal was he would survive the burning in exchange for his soul.<br /><br />And so he lost his soul.<br />
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You've got to learn all about sex sometime, might as well be from the neighbor, right?
<p><div align="left">Thursday, October 12, 2006<br /></div><div align="left"><br />Miss Janice Taylor<br />Human Resource Director<br />765 Wellington Street East<br /><br /> </div><div align="left"><br />Dear Miss Taylor,</div><div align="left">
Dear Mr. R. Carpenter,<br /><br />I figured I'd email you instead of playing another round of fuckin' phone tag. Until that sweet day comes, when I can finally own a female cyborg with a sweet pair of tits and a brain that is only programmed to insert my sweet nuts into her mouth all day long,....technology will remain annoying.<br /><br />And I'll continue to complain.<br />
<em>From: Chaz {[email protected]}<br />To: Bobby {[email protected]}, Heather {[email protected]}, Johnny {[email protected]}<br />Sent: Monday, October 02, 2006 4:34 PM<br />Subject: Lets do this!</em><br /><em></em><br />Hey Comedy Troupe!<br /><br />Finally after a full year of auditioning....I finally got us our first GIG!!!.....well kind of.<br />