Dear Window's Movie Maker,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I dislike your eyelashes. I think I realized it when I tripped on peanut butter in a clown suit and I saw you sit on my salt-beef bucket. I'm sure you're open enough to understand the middle-east is planning their revenge on you. I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep the results of that blood-sample as a memory. You should also know that I love your sweet, sweet ass and I'm scratching my butt as you read this.
Go milk a cow,
~CamoWing
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Here's how you do it:
Dear (someone you recently talked to),
I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1). I