Dear Uncle Donald,
I’m really soory I’ve been a bad boi, and I now your mad at me. It wasnt my fault I drunk-dialed all those peopel late at night to harass them. How was I supposed to know they had caller ID and woudl get our phone number?
Afew years ago, grammy said it was alright for me to post Keene’s and Janrae’s addresses and phone numbers on my blog. The fact that grammy and mom called to harass that Frank woman. What is worst their doing it or me. Your blaming me for the same thing they did. Just becasue people have caller ID and our number got out, you’re blaming me for all the phone calls were gettin.
Its not my fault we’re up against a much toughter crowd this time — they’re guys, and you know how mean all the guys were to me in high school. Its no diffrent now. Sure I bin sending them hate mail but I can’t get sent to the principles office ot detention or be suspended becasue I’m 32 not some scrawny freshman. If I saw them on the street I’d kick their teeth in and puch them in the nose to.
You can’t hate a mentally disabled person with no impulse control its illegal.
Love,
Nick
For some strange reason, I thought you were writing an open letter to Donald Duck.
I need a sandwich or something.
roflamo
Hahaha!
Screw you lady.
I must have hit a nerve.
He called you lady. How sweet.