Dear Alejandro Sanz,
How the hell am I supposed to ever meet you and make you fall in love with me if you expect me to pay for getting into your concert/pants?
Love,
Erika
P.S. Please let me know how you feel about any of the following (you must know that your attitudes to any of the following might make or break your chances with me... so I would think very hard if I were you):
- Backyardigans
- Dora
- Leapfrog
- Threesomes
- Banana Split Haagen Daaz
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Dear Bitches,
Just because you have a boyfriend, a vagina, and a personal account at theknot.com does not mean you will be getting married any time soon, so just do us a favor and shut the fuck up.
Love,
Erika
P.S. He's never going to propose.
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