Dear CinthiaStimson:

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'll join the monastery. I think I realized it when your dwarf bit me at the mental hospital and I saw you pull the clothes off Donald Duck. I'm sure you're scarred enough to understand hat Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your memories from the military service to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the cocaine abuse.

Greetings to your frog Leonard,
Lindy




By the way, if you're thinking I've finally cracked, I haven't. Well, not in any way that would display through a letter-meme. Here is what has lead me to this insanity: [link]

Sorry to Cindy for dragging her into this, but you were the last one to leave me a comment!


And in memorium of those tagged, may you rest in peace after your victims chase you down and kill you: