…and it turns out that she had the Ebola virus, so by blowing kisses into the box she unwittingly caused the anal evisceration of everyone she loved.
Dear Moron Who Forwarded Me This:
Forwarded email glurge makes Baby Jesus cry. Happy Holidays!
Your former friend,
Cranky
P.S. RickJay, that was beautiful.
That was great! My early Xmas present!
Years ago, I recieved the only chain-type letter I ever needed: it was a “Do whatever the hell you want with this, I really don’t care” letter that if not sent to anyone, granted you immunity from all future chain-letters. That’s right, by not sending it chain-style, I never, ever had to worry about getting syphlis-while losing everything I own-dying a horrible death-and never loving again, and could still get the good stuff!
I think I could send it one peson, or something like that (which explains how I got it in the first place).
Masterpiece, RickJay.
Far be it for me to blow my own horn, but I posted a nice little piece of ammo here just after Thanksgiving. Enjoy.
. . . and far be it from me to resurrect a thread, especially in MPSIMS, but I just had to let you know that your literary allusions didn’t pass completely unremarked, Smeghead.