Dear Beachball Stealing Poopy Fartheads,
Who gave you the right to spoil my good fun at my graduation? How could you take about the simiple pleasure of those round colorful treasures? I mean seriously, that graduation stuff if some boring shit as it is. The four long hours of torture waiting for all 1500 names to get called. It's not like anyone was paying attention anyway! But no, you have to take sick pleasure in stealing away one of the only things we students had left. A little damn fun! Thank god for beachballs and thank god for finally graduating and getting away from you damn ball-taking, happiness-squashing turds.
Love,
Monie
P.S. Balls, lol.
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