Dear ex-whatever we where.
I am happy to see you well. You look less thin than when we last parted ways. I am pleased to think I influenced you in your current endeavors. And I am glad that my impeccable taste ( in men's wear, not in men) has somewhat worn off on your rich hobo-ish ways.
I know I shouldn't be, but I will say that I'm glad to see that the new ex-whatever you are, is not really that attractive, and has really bad looking skin, she also looks like she has an annoying voice. I hope this is true.
And I also hope that the next time we cross paths, I will be on the arm of a tall dark and handsome doctor-lawyer-scientist-prince-professional swimmer-trouvador or at least one of my nicely groomed gay friends.
I wish you the best, but not better than me,
-D
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