Wednesday, February 11, 2009

From SJ to SJ

Dear Ass,

I'm really sorry I fell on you today when attempting to walk down the stairs.

In my defense, you should be smaller, then you'd be easier to haul around.

Love,
SJ

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Dear Feet,

WTF? Why must you always let me down? Do I not provide you with the finest in fashionable footwear? Do I not limit the amount of times I wear high heels out of respect for your feelings?
And this is how you repay me?

Not cool, feet.

Sincerely,
SJ

***
Dear Mind,

I don't know where you've gone to, but I wish you'd come back.

I'm lost without you.

Yours,
SJ

4 comments:

Funny in my mind said...

hee hee cute

SouthernBelle said...

I feel the same way regularly. Especially about my feet since they are very expensively clad!!!

Srg said...

I think this recent series of events was just your body trying to tell you that you should have stayed in bed today! Your feet, ass and mind are all ganging up on you!

me said...

You didn't fall over again did you SJ? Why, that is so unlike you! I think I will invent a martini that knocks you off your feet and call it the SJ in your honor!