Letter Number Fifty-Three.

Dear 7-11,

Your damn “hot, fresh sandwiches” sign keeps tricking me into thinking that you are not a 7-11, but a Krispie Kreme. And a Krispie Kreme with hot fucking doughnuts. How dare you make my fat ass think there are hot Krispie Kreme doughnuts in an area where there are none. How dare you.

Love,
Kymba

P.S. Rarrrrrrrrrrrrr:







(2nd image from hownow.brownpau.com)