Dear Tonsils: I’m sorry if I’ve offended you in some way. I hope that I’ve taken good enough care of you this week and that you feel loved. I don’t want to do anything to hurt you or make you mad at me. You’re rough stuff when you get irritated….
|Oh, yall…I googled “tonsils” and it was SO GROSS…
so I leave you with a smiley face instead. Yur Welcome.
Dear Garage: You are a BIG MESS. Get yourself together and straighten up or I’m going to call the garage police and have them beat you up.
Dear Janel: You are super cool. That is all.
Dear lynda.com: I love you. You are the bright light at the end of what has seemed a very long and a very dark tunnel.
Dear Friend: I know you are going through a tough time right now and that your world has been rickity-rocked. I want you to know that if you need to cry on my shoulder you can. I’m here and I won’t bug the crap out of you to keep your chin up. This really sucks and I wish I were I Dream of Jeanie and could blink to make it all go away.
Dear Bleeps: You make me dance. Like, you make me get up and do the Running Man and the Hammer. Maybe I should make a video so you could see how I feel about you.
Or maybe I should just let the Hoff strike a pose for ya…