Dear List of Nations currently involved with worldly matters

Dear List of Nations Currently Involved with Worldly Matters,

I have become rather ill-hearted at your attempts to produce failed strawberry crumble out of my wheat crops, in fact I believe you have not been using the correct savage heart ratio in your instructions.

In my humbly occidental opinion I would like to offer my blessings to create your very own JIBUN Rice fields paddy farm in this humbly Radiant land. The reason being that I would rather not have your riverly minds corrupting the fathers of my heartland.

I have included a non-existant set of demands that must be followed if you choose to accept my offer and develop your very own rice paddy Gerty-Yut.

Deeply a[[reciated by the refraining hands of Grandmother John. In a loose pantyhose I would try to persuade you to datively herd every single of my calculating women into your barns and skyscraping lentils.


Coo

Drerry Jinre I wrewed You He

With and including love and sicerity and retaining Persuausion

Green tea cheesecake

Mabby of Faith

Dear 'Frozen River'

Dear 'Frozen River'

God, you are the most depressing film ever. You managed to suss out how to jigsaw together Single Mothers, Why men are awful, Children's Christmad expectations, poverty, discrimination againgst Native Americans, Illegal immigrant desperation, AND miracle infant into one and a half hours. O_O how did you do that, you have to give me your secret. Its celery isnt it? The secret is always celery.

Auspicious Mabby

Dear Columbian-prime-minister-who-refuses-to-accept-my-offerings-of-gorgonzola

Dear Columbian-prime-minister-who-refuses-to-accept-my-offerings-of-Gorgonzola,

If giving is the spirit,
Then receiving is empty pit.
This you tell yourself,
To prove your body free from greed,
But truly, if you tend to gardens of hell,
You will discover new things, new crops, and good wheat.
Will you believe in benevolence above?
Or will you remain entangled in fearing love.

A true lover, who embraces worldly passions,
A hopeful lover, who rushes forth to chance a great future
A prudent lover, who grounds her feet and holds in the tensions,
A naive lover, who knows not of the dark and yields to lures.

Which will you aspire to be and to commit?


Mabby so faithful

Dear The Supremes

Dear The Supremes,

I know that you want nothing more than for everyone to stop (but it has to be in the name of love) but I have a word for you: Hassle my eyelids.

That was three words I'm sorry I'm such an awful disgusting liar. I hate people. You most of all, most men.

With great Love/hatred, the neuter form of Mabby. Mabium.
Sayounara

Dear Sally Salinger

Dear Sally Salinger,

Excuse me, but would you be able to whip up (handy dandy) APPROXIAMATELY sixty -seven and 5/2 painful spiky cupcakes? I NEED THEM FOR WEDDINGS AND OTHER THING OF THE SORT. Where didst thou go? Beeteedubz, Wherefore art you hiding from the things. Dreadéd hath thy magazine covering O EM EFF GEE YOU NEED SOME CRANBERRIES. if you dont eat enough( and for that matter use it in those muchly required cupcakes) You will become lonely shrivelled failure like jo from Little woman (who married REALLY OLD) wow her husband is OLD!!!! But he is probably busy all the time and therefore gay.


Anyways get those cupcakes (with pain) ready or it will be your head for brunch. ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

再见！またね！ Farewell christy!

Love and sequently, Mabby

Dear All souffle omelettes(does not concern souffle)

Dear all souffle omelettes,

I HATE YOU ALL. WHY CANT LIKE A PROPER OMELETTE. I FUCKING NEED SOME REAL EGGS. YOU're alll fucking poofs


From the brilliantly talented mabby

Dear, Moonlight real girls

Dear Moonlight Real girls,

Its oh so quiet in here. Therfore you (y'all) must also be rather quiet.
I understand that in your nature as moonlight real girls you tend to be loud and headachey. BUT... don't do that please.

You can do things like:
Quiet prayers
Quiet mahjong
Quiet everyone
Queiting me
Make up, but quietly
whisper

Shushness is definitely me!!! please no more loudness, as it is no good for our souls...

The quiet pray goodbye,

Mabby(Shhh)