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Dearest Philippe,

Donít hate me! Clement never told me about the note and I had no way of knowing about the affair on the bridge last autumn. You have to believe me, though I would certainly understand if you didnít (Clement has so systematically undermined my credibility). The point is this: I love you. Iíve always loved you since the time when we were children and played punterís whirligig in the field by the creek. You were a brave young boy and I was a shy little girl. But this is no schoolyard crush I have now. It is the soulful love of a full-grown woman, a woman whose love is as bountiful as her bountiful, bountiful bosom. A woman who for ten years has watched as the man she loved was confused, then deceived, then made foolish, then conned and at last, for these past several months, jacked off manually by Clementís sinister hand. That is about to change (Oh, please let it change!), dearest Philippe. Donít ask me why I didnít just tell you about my love for you before. I tried to tell you, but you were to busy getting handjobs! Pig!
[Later] Sorry about that last bit. It was late and I hadnít had my enema. Please write!

Fondest Love,

Comatosa San Turdita

PS. Tell Clement Iím going to kick her sluttish face shit-deep into her pedigreed ass next time I see it (her sluttish face).

Date Written: May 18, 2003
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4.5

Comments:
05/18/2003 anonymous (5):
06/15/2004 John Slocum (4): Ewan, you are a brave young boy! (good hearty chuckle from this one.)
06/15/2004 Will Disney (5): that parenthetical closing is freaking hysterical. i'd normally give this 4 but i'm giving it 5 because it's old.
06/15/2004 TheBuyer (4): oh handjobs.
06/15/2004 scoop (5): Yeah that parenthetical is real boss, dude.