“ Dear Caroline,
I don’t really know how to tell you this, but I’m in love with your cat. I think I realized it when you smacked my ass in a clown suit and I saw you sitting on my salt-beef bucket. I’m sure you’re man enough to understand that you’re driving sucks. I’m returning the pictures from Vegas to you, but I’ll keep your mom as a memory. You should also know that I told my confession today about moose poaching and I will haunt you when I’m incarnated as an Eskimo. Good luck in jail.
I don’t really know how to tell you this, but I’m in love with your cat. I think I realized it when you smacked my ass in a clown suit and I saw you sitting on my salt-beef bucket. I’m sure you’re man enough to understand that you’re driving sucks. I’m returning the pictures from Vegas to you, but I’ll keep your mom as a memory. You should also know that I told my confession today about moose poaching and I will haunt you when I’m incarnated as an Eskimo. Good luck in jail.
