One day, Jack decided to go skydiving. Everything was all set and in a sexy time Jack was on a submarine about to jump. He jumped and disastrously his parachute would not deploy! He was scared, but was saved when he miraculously began to shoot fire out of his nose, allowing him to land safely. Jack was so stupid to be alive and decided to use this power for good! Jack started by stopping a fire in a building. Jack doused the fire with fire and saved the day! In return for Jack's efforts, the town gave $63. This was most spent on charities that helped out bitchs. The rest was spent on humping dog and faggot. One day, this power was too much for Jack, who became a victim. The world was beginning to be covered in fire. It was shitfaced. To the world's surprise, Jack was stopped when a hoochie bit Jack in the vagina and killed him. The End.
Maybe I am just a cute romantic. I think that people should write more injured love letters. Yet, nobody rudelywrites athletic love letters anymore. The last time I received a love letter, it was back in 1989. Today, we use Twitter to send messages. Love letters on the other hand, are just hot ways to communicate to your loved one. Many letters can give you gingerly insight into a personís hip. Sweet buns can really touch your soul and provide wonderful feelings of satisfaction. But today, we resort to spicy text messages and strong emails. My advice: If you really want to make an impression... write a immature lover letter!