The following handwritten letter was recently discovered crumpled up on the steps of McKinley Hall:
Dear Lisa,
I put my mad acting skills on full display when I groped my way through the Ironic Contradiction TV Convention as a blind sober seeing alcoholic astronaut discharged from NASA because I claimed a well meaning, but over anxious genie lived with me at my house in the 60’s. It was touchy feely until I was manhandled by a woman wearing kid gloves. Hey how many times a week do you shave your feet? The tops of my toes look like thick pube mustaches and that fiery rash between my boobs has quickly spread to my armpits. Oh yeah, I’ve been using your deodorant the past couple of days since my deodorant ran out a couple days ago and wearing your sport bras and putting them back in your drawer without washing them.
Don’t worry you can share my calamine lotion,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
“How I Feel” Wax Tailor
Saturday, July 21, 2007
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I find this is offensive to people with hairy feet. Wait until my podiatrist reads your blog, he'll put his foot down on the matter.
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