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Letter Game
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Anais Nin
Thespian
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Apr-22-2009 18:31
Here's how you do it:
Dear (someone you recently talked to),
I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that (10) and (11).
(12),
(Your name)
then tag 10 people
1) What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - I'm in love with your cat
Red - Our affair is over
White - I’m joining the Convent
Black -Our romance is over
Green- yOur socks don't match
Grey - You're a leprechaun
Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you
Other -I dislike your eyelashes
2) Which is your birth month?
January - That night you picked your nose
February -When I quoted Forest Gump
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on peanut butter
May - When I finally changed my underwear
June - When you put cuffs on me
July â€" When I saw the purple monkey
August - When you smacked my ass
September - Last year when you peed your pants
October - When you offered me that crack
November - Yesterday when I ate that cookie
December - When you made that strange noise
3) Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Chicken- In your car
Pasta - Outside of your office
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad â€" As you were eating Kraft Dinner
Lasagna - In your closet
Kebab - With Jean Chrétien
Seafood - In a clown suit
Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert
Pizza - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a street light
Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper
4) What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Ignore
Red - Put whipped cream on
Black - Hit on
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - bite off
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the pants off of
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive over
*continued below*
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Geddes
Nomad
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Apr-28-2010 15:34
Dear Shell,
I don't really know how to tell you this, you're a leprechaun. I think I realized it that night you picked your nose in a clown suit and I saw you sit on my salt beef bucket. I'm sure you're shamed enough to understand that I get turned on only by garbage men. I'm returning the couch cusions to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I haven't showered in a month and you ruined my attempts at another world war.
Warm tingly sensations ,
Geddes
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Molly Maltese
Old Shoe
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Apr-28-2010 16:50
Dear Breitkat,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear outside of your office and I saw you sit on my illegitimate child in Ghana. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand the Middle East is planning their revenge on you. I'm returning your nose hair clippers to you, but I'll keep the results of that blood sample as a memory. You should also know that I will not tell the authorities that I stole the whale from your backyard and I'm scratching my butt as you read this.
Your everlasting enemy,
Molly Maltese
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Vulkie3
Haynes
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Apr-29-2010 08:27
Dear Joseph,
I don't really know how to tell you this, the mafia wants you. I think I realized it when you offered me that crack under the bus and I saw you carve your initials into the Catholic Priest.
I'm sure you're open enough to understand that your Ford sucks .I'm returning your car to you, but I'll keep your criminal record as a memory. You should also know that I will try to forget that you broke my heart and that you ruined my attempts at another world war.
Greetings to your frog Leonard,
Vulkie
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Tagasiyasat
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Apr-30-2010 20:38
*I'm joining the Convent
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Sir William Weine
Lucky Stiff
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May-1-2010 05:43
Dear...
Dang. I forgot your name.
Anyway, I don't really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over. I think I realized it when you offered me that crack in a clown suit and I saw you sit on the Catholic priest. I'm sure you're scarred enough to understand that your driving sucks. I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your photo with the mustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of your feet and I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon.
Best of luck on the sex change,
Sir William
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Eden Zweig
Nomad
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May-21-2012 15:30
(lol this is funny)
Dear Queen,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it when you put cuffs on me at the Elton John concert and I saw you hit on my boyfriend. I'm sure you are scarred enough to understand that you need a sex-change. I am returning your nose hair clippers to you, but I'll keep your neighbour's dog as a memory. You should also know that I will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard and thanks for the cocaine.
Love always,
Eden
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Lawliettine
Trusted Informer
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Jan-21-2013 19:48
Dear Sophie4,
I don't know how to tell you this, but I dislike your eyelashes. I think I realized it when I saw the purple monkey in your car and I saw you pull the pants off the Montreal Canadian's goalie. I'm sure you're scarred enough to understand that your Ford sucks. I'm returning the cut toenails to you, but I'll keep your collection of butterflies as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of your feet and you ruined my attempts at another world war.
Go milk a cow,
Lawliettine
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Elizabeth March
Sleuth About Town
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Jan-22-2013 05:48
(this gave me a huge laugh)
Dear Breitkat,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm selling myself for candy. I think I realized it yesterday when I ate that cookie outside of your office and I saw you sit on my father. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand how awful you are . I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I love your sweet, sweet ass and I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo.
Go drown yourself ,
Elizabeth March
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Sirius Realm
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Jan-26-2013 13:30
Dear William,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I've worn dresses with higher IQ's than yours. I think I realized that there's nothing wrong with you that couldn't be cured with a little Prozac and a polo mallet. Some drink from the fountain of knowledge, but you just gargled.
Regards,
Sirius Realm
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Vulkie3
Haynes
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Oct-21-2015 16:28
Dear Marc Lacrimosa,
I don't really know how to tell you this. The mafia wants you . I think I realized it when you offered me that crack in your closet and I saw you carve your initials into my knee caps. I'm sure you're open enough to understand how awful you are . I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your criminal record as a memory. You should also know that I will try to forget that you broke my heart and I'm scratching my butt as you read this.
With tears of sadness,
Vulkie
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