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Dear Jean-Louis XXX

I take those few moments between my appetizer and cooking Kraft Dinner family size to tell you that I am very disappointed with our relationship.

The afternoon was beautiful, and yet I spent curled up by the phone waiting for your call, hope your voice spiced Belgian who would say, "Mother unworthy, I did not forgotten, neither you nor your pool. I arrive, FIEU Djousse name. "I waited for you, without asking anything other than your presence, hoping for you that your mood, your jersey one-piece molding and, incidentally, your old Ikea furniture out of fashion that fits so well with my patio decrepit.

We'd talked about the good old days, oh, as we have laughed, Jean-Louis! Or maybe not, I do not know, I I have the impression of not knowing anything about you, my sweet ex-trippeul JL. From the moment you knew that the pool was not yet ready and that there were perhaps two to three deaths in blackbirds , you have no particular news. You do not still think that I would have asked to clean my pool? And what, again? I'd have forced him to remove the mint that has invaded the garden? In 1348 my uproot dandelions? To do laundry? Well, know that I hate it when you read my mind. She is a woman who cheated is for you, a woman cheated and thirsty for revenge.

Hereby, I announce that I will proceed soon to a raffle, with the grand prize will consist of your own underwear, underwear those that I talked so much on this blog and have been dreaming for my readers thousand and one nights. Any who will donate at least $ 20 for my Shaved Head Challenge will win a chance to win those underwear (see photo romantic attached). I'll spare you, Jean-Louis, by not disclosing how I came into possession of magic pants, but I swear to my readers that it was indeed a pair of panties Jean-Louis XXX - never worn, rest assured (and unworthy Father swears in turn have not succumbed to the temptation to don *).

So here, Jean-Louis. Our break is actually consumed. As for you, ladies, I'm asking for donations . Email me at caroline.all @ gmail.com to indicate your participation. As you can see, this artefact, though light as a feather and transparent like a sweet fantasy of love, is worth its weight in gold. And that is MORE of something bookmarks. I know, I exaggerate.


Adieu, Jean-Louis.

Farewell.

Ciao.

Goodbye.

(And if you're free next Wednesday evening, we invite you to dinner, eh. Brings you your good mood, and I promise you that the pool will be cleaned.)

Love & underwear,

Mother unworthy



* If you want used underwear, there are websites designed for that, perverse band.