dear laurel

[lovetoread]

Dear Laurel,

I'm wearing tights today. I thought of you when I put them on.

Love,
LTR

 

[girlsmiley]

LTR,

Same. Except jeans.

"Stop being difficult".



Smiley.

 

[pete]

dear ltr and gs,

leggings and jeans sound lovely on the pair of you
i'm wearing neither, but i'm not wearing nothing, either.
hhhmmmmmm

yours in mysterious mystery,
the other pete

 

[girlsmiley]

Dear Pete,

It's too bloody cold here to be going commando.

Freezing and comfortably gay, (you horn dog)

Smiley.

 

[blackleggings]

Dear Smiley,

Good morning.

Love,
blackleggings

 

[pete]

Dear Pete,

It's too bloody cold here to be going commando.

Freezing and comfortably gay, (you horn dog)

Smiley.

dear smileygirlsmiley,

i'm actually wearing flannel pajama pants, and socks.
warm feet in the morning are essential

yours in warm hugs,
p

 

[girlsmiley]

Blackleggings.

You drive me crazy.

Love,

Smiley.

P.S keep it warm, Pete.

 

[blackleggings]

Dear Smiley,

It's ok. I'm already crazy.

Love,
blackleggings

 

[Laurel]

Dear ltr,

Fire doesn't work. Only starving of attention will do it, and that takes time and all of our willpower.

And lol on candycrush!

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear kotori,

We make our own luck. You got lucky as a result of recognizing opportunities when they arrive. Good for you!

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear Mona,

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CNe_Ww09xTo/SRyRo90o47I/AAAAAAAAZj0/3vqMBOwUWAE/s400/inthecorner.jpg

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear SeaDaddy1,

No idea who Jackson is. Dunno where that came from. Glad your summer is awesome! Hope the rest of the year is even better.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear Noor,

Sorry, these threads are long and my brain is small!

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear Yoss,

Good find. Ewan looks so creepy there.

I had a huge crush on him when Trainspotting came out.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear cleaver,

Nope. Not until you buy 4 CDs at regular price plus pick 3 more from the half-off section.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear kbate,

See my response to ltr above. And you love me obnoxious. I know you do.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear ltr,

Pics or it didn't happen.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear smiley,

See above.

Love,

Laurel

*

Dear pete,

Please don't wear tights. That would be too weird. Unless you are a ballet dancer.

Love,

Laurel

 

[ScouriesWorld]

letter received ffrom the boss...

dear l, the boss mailed this off last week when he heard of the plight of miss bait. And asked me to send it on to you. Will you hhelp?

Dear Laurel,

I'm wondering if you could do us all a favor and lend your Thai ex-Buddhist Monk friend to kbate for a few days. Or better yet why not invite her out to the PALACE to stay with you guys for a week or so.

We all warned her that going to Haiti for a month was a mistake. Sure, none of us objected when she decided to go up to Ottawa last March. Heck it's now almost a cliche for middle aged, divorced white chicks to go after young black guys. And given that SamuelX is also a world famous author the allure of it all was too much for the poor woman.

But have your dirty weekend and then back off. Don't fall in love with the guy for crying out loud. From Jakarta to Somalia to L.A. he's left a string of new age, white babes in his wake. who can blame the guy?

And after she'd seen how he'd left her pal killermuffin you'd think she'd have been aware of the man's appetites and known he'd never marry her. We've tried to help her since she got back but so far to no avail. So why not try your ex-Buddhist buddy? Can't hurt. Maybe he could sweep away her bad memories after he's finished sweeping away all those contest votes.

Anyway it's just a thought,

Sincerely,

jim

 

[SeaDaddy1]

Dear Laurel,

Please tell ScouriesWorld to go play somewhere else.

the ASSOCIATION OF INDEPENDANT HORNY POSTERS (A.I.H.P.)

and all the employees of

SeaDaddy1'sOcean

having jointly announced today that they have established

the Steal the Well Hung Hockey Player Fund

Which will be used to take Petey's lap dancers.​

Sincerely,

the cool Jim.

 

[RobDownSouth]

Dear Laurel,

It's fucking freezing here in the office this morning.

Can you turn up the thermostat just a bit?

Shivering in Houston,
Rob

 

[Fata Morgana]

Dear Laurel

Do you think I am deranged? I spend far too much time fantasizing about all the different ways my boss could die. Usually slowly and painfully, often involving an anal speculum, a length of hose and a vat of boiling tar.

Yours in derangement

FM

 

[islandman]

Dear FM,

Yes, and emphatically so.


Love,

The Universe

 

[Noor]

Dear Laurel,

It's okay, I would lend you some room in mine for storage but it's of crowded at presence too.

The postman has threatened to camp out in the yard for a bit.
Since he would be sharing it with a rather large dumpster which he threatened to turn into a swimming pool, demolition debris, a very strange cat, the cannibalistic albino squirrels and a bunch of rabbits, I think it would be okay. My landlord was not so sure, what do you think?

Noor, at the house of neighborhood amusement

 

[neci]

dear laurel,

i will try not to pull a peter and cry wolf.

love,

neci

 

[kotori]

Dear Laurel, I like Peter and the Wolf, except for that annoying-as-fuck piccolo. And re: your last reply—I knew that. Thanks for reminding me.

Love, k.

 

[kbate]

Dear Laurel,

In response to your inquiry about Fata Morgana, I recommend that you hire her, she's got great people skills, is excellent with her hands and her only weakness is perhaps a slight problem with time management.

my Best,

kb

 

[Noor]

Dear Laurel, I like Peter and the Wolf, except for that annoying-as-fuck piccolo. And re: your last reply—I knew that. Thanks for reminding me.

Love, k.

Dear K,

So really you like Grandfather and the Wolf?

Please send of that luck this way,

Noor

 

[islandman]

Dear Laurel,

Following a post to KRC this morning, I have begun to fear for my life.

Little help?


Yours in a form-fitting, bullet-proof vest,

islandman

 

[KRCummings]

Dear Laurel,

Following a post to KRC this morning, I have begun to fear for my life.

Little help?


Yours in a form-fitting, bullet-proof vest,

islandman

You pussy. Face your imminent, slow, painful death like a man.

 

[RobDownSouth]

Dear Laurel,

It's fucking freezing here in the office this morning.

Can you turn up the thermostat just a bit?

Shivering in Houston,
Rob

Dear Laurel,

Please? This is the second day in a row!

I'm icing my puck here!
Affectionately,
Rob

 

[Batch]

Dear Laurel,

Please? This is the second day in a row!

I'm icing my puck here!
Affectionately,
Rob

Dear Rob,

Have some oatmeal. It warms the cockles of your heart.

Yours,
Batch

 

[RobDownSouth]

Dear Rob,

Have some oatmeal. It warms the cockles of your heart.

Yours,
Batch

Heh heh, your solutions always seem to involve hot cockles.

 

[Batch]

Heh heh, your solutions always seem to involve hot cockles.

Dear Rob,
I admit, a certain weakness for... the simpler things in life.

Yours in wicked humour,
Batch