Dear Neighbor,
Please take your ranting phone call somewhere else than the hall outside my door. Somewhere like... oh, I dunno... your apartment. I don't care that you're the "pre-eminent donor for that organization and that your vote should count for more than so-and-so's", and obviously the person on the other end of the line doesn't, either. It's been fun watching you pace outside my door through the peephole, but now you're just embarrassing yourself.
With my ear to the wall,
Stinky
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Dear Ray LaMontagne,
I love you. I love you hard.
Love,
Stinky
P.S. Have I mentioned how much I love you? Because I do.
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Dear Mom,
Please stop writing "luv ya" at the end of your emails. You are not a 12yo girl. And please, for the love of GOD, take "Thank ya kindly" off your outgoing voicemail message. You are not a toothless 70yo man sitting on his rocking porch with his ol' dog Blue by his side.
Thank you (not kindly),
Your daughter.
Re: Open Letters
This applies to the people that walk in my office, talk on the phone, hang up and then walk out. Why are you standing/sitting in my office on the phone? GET OUT