Dearest Kym,
I think I have a cheese-it problem, I just can't stop myself and then I inevitably ask "Who ate all my cheese-its?"
I want to crush them up and snort them, I want to rub them on my body...um, that got awkward. I love and miss you.
Love,
[name removed to protect the innocent cheeseitophile]
P.S. This is not to go on your blog.
P.P.S. Unless my name is redacted.
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