“I got a letter from the government the other day. I opened and read it, it said they were suckers…”
-PE

Actually, I didn’t get one from the government. I got one from my cousin. A letter! With the prevalence of IM, e-mail, and cell phones, who sends letters anymore? Let me rephrase: Who, that is under 50 and over 13, sends letters? Let me clarify: Who that is under 50 and over 13 that is NOT: in love with a pop band, an angry consumer, trying to win a contest, or a person who wears thick glasses, mismatched clothes and claims to be from “the planet Nebulon”, sends letters ?

Not many people, that’s who. With the exception of my cousin. She is none of those things that I mentioned, and she sent me a letter. If you haven’t gotten a letter recently, it’s pretty cool. If you haven’t sent one recently, try it. It’s a simple thing, and it can really make someone’s day.

I’m not a wuss. Seriously. I’m macho. Really. Feel my muscles. OK, Forget what I said before. Send letters to chicks, sprayed with your cologne that just say, “You, me, sweaty.” And if your a chick, don’t bother sending letters unless they say, “You, me, sweaty.” And put some panties in there.

I have to go scratch myself and spit on the floor.

Thanks, cousin. You made my day.

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