I am still in the rot-filled belly of Connecticut. Boston and all that matters must miss me. But see, this is what I am here to talk about: The Fact That I Am In Love With MOMAD. I have tried twice to ask her hand in marriage and three times I have attempted sexual relations while she was intoxicated. If this is not true love, then I do not know what else to say or do. MOMAD, I ask you this, can we put aside our differences, just for a small moment and try to hold each other's timid hands? Here, I will make it easy for you:
Check the appropriate box:
[----] Yes
[----] No
This will let me know how I should go about things while I am around you. Plus, if you check the NO box, I am going to be forced to cut your head off with a chainsaw. I only have love for you.
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