Monday, August 27, 2007

Thank you Mox.

Dear Mox-

Even though we have a spiteful relationship, I'm going to say I'm pissed at you because of the fact I am 160 miles from you and I'm still finding your hair.

Kisses--

Super B.
Drivel written by Bryan at 10:15 PM

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Bryan,

I had thought we were past all the bickering and dirty look giving. But now I see that is not the case.

The next time I see you, I'm barfing on your shoe. How ya like them apples?

Fondly,

Mox

9:15 AM
Anonymous said...

Mox--

Best watch out. I've got a gunney sack, and we're not far from a river.

Smooches--

Super B.

9:20 AM
Anonymous said...

Dearest Bry,

Bring it. I'm not afraid of you. That lady who feeds me and yells obscenities when she steps in my hairballs already told me she got my back.

xoxo,

Mox

P.S. That night I spooned with you, I totally faked the purr. YA BURNT!

9:30 AM
Anonymous said...

Mox-

The whole time you "asleep" the other night, I had some wicked gas that was pouring all over you. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

Masterfully yours-

Super B.

10:06 AM
koreanforrabbit said...

Muffin,

I assume you weren't pooting all over me as well. Seeing as how I was about negative three inches away from your little sleepytime love-in with Moxie, I should think you would understand my concern.

I was an innocent bystander in the war between you two.

Friendly fire is a bitch.

Yours,

Michelle

10:16 AM
Anonymous said...

Cupcake-

I made sure the fire was only in the direction of the little kitty. She loved it. I know.

b

10:27 AM

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