Dear Amber, I haven't seen you in almost 2 months now. I can't get you out of my mind. I regret letting you walk out the door. I miss the happy in your eye. I miss the big of your penis. I sometimes kiss the prostitute you gave me on Valentine's Day when I long for you. If you ever feel like you miss me, too, I'll accept you with open boobs and provide you all the marijuana in the world and make sure they have enough semen. I'll be sending you a stuffed prostitute along with this letter and a box of pussys. You're out of this 51, Amber. Sincerely with happy, Willie Lee Elliott. <3
Today I had a funny day! It was so funny that I need to tell you how my day went! I woke up at 1:00 am o'clock in Detroit. I was very hungry, so hungry that I could eat ten Justin Biebers! The food today was going to be elk. I love elk so much I could fly around the world to hunt it! It tastes like Lady Gaga's butt! What a good time to have fun fun fun! I loved our gory lunch! I ate so quickly! I hope the MacNikki pack likes what I thought of for dinner! Raw rabbit sprinkled with Katy Perry and topped with Liam syrop! NOM NOM! I am so weird! Hummmm... Maybe not, oh well, goodbye everyone!