Dearest Michelle,
You know what? I'm not looking forward to your coming back anymore. Stupid girl. lalala.
I'm so not looking forward to it that I:
1. Wanna throw things at you once I see you(things like... RAW EGGS and OVERCOOK SUPER SQUISHY TOMATOES. Yup, sounds like a very good idea.)
2. Wanna set Black Eye (aka my killer rabbit) on you.
3. Wanna draw a stick figure you and draw abuse all over it. (Oh dear, Cheryl's stick figures :D)
4. Wanna hug you till you choke.
5. Wanna (umm...) push you into the sea and watch you drown. (Maybe I'll be lucky and we'll see sharks too yeah?)
6. Wanna (wahhh I'm running out of ideas...) oh, oh, oh, STAB YOU WITH MY DARLING SUPER NICE SHARP AND NOT SO SHARP SWORD.
7. Poke you with my pencil. (While drawing abuse all over your stick figure.)
Can't think anymore, but... now I AM looking forward to your coming back cause torturing/abusing you is what I lived to do since young. lalala. Isn't 7 your favourite number? Is it still your favourite now?
Love, Your ever loving cousin.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
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