Subtitle: What happens when I run into a friend late at night and force him to promise to write me a love letter remedying his absence in my life as of late.
Dearest Kristin,
Seeing you last night was like the weight of a thousand elephants being lifted off my shoulders. Your continuing blowing off of me (not in a good way), made my heart heavier than the combined weight of a lesbian biker gang. To know that you still love me back makes me fly higher than a lost seagull. Whence my feet touch the ground once again I can only hope we shall visit the establishment known as Pizza Man to continue our courtship.
Sincerely,
Phone Number Guy
Poet Laureate of the State of South Carolina
July 12, 2009 at 3:28 pm |
Looks like the great ones have some competition…
July 12, 2009 at 7:26 pm |
!!!!!!!!!!
Love it.
July 13, 2009 at 10:14 am |
it’s possible you should marry this man.
and if you won’t…maybe i should.
July 13, 2009 at 12:34 pm |
I’ve just decided that life needs more love letters like this one.
Bravo.