Secret messages out in the open #1

Saturday, 13 January 2007

Dear _________,

I know how to spell your fucking name. It was a pun based on current events and I thought you’d find sexual-innuendo amusing since you had just emailed me a close-up photograph of a woman’s pudendum. I was completely embarrassed and apologetic over the misunderstanding when it happened and you and ____ cornered me to tell me I was out of bounds but I just should have been mad that you were so stupid and vain as to misunderstand the joke and assume I had any interest in you whatsoever. To resurrect a phrase that has lain dormant for almost two decades—I wouldn’t fuck you with Cort’s dick and Barnaby pushing.

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