Letters to the Crazy, Drunk, Old Alcoholic Issue 03
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Letter of the week #1

Hallo,

My ding dong is too big, and the girls won't let me perform certain acts on them. There is no real question here. I think I'm just a lucky bastard. That is all.

Mr Ding "Biggie" Dong, Sydney, Australia

Dong-

My cats would love to get a hold a you! So would I as a matter of fact, but I'm too drunk right now to remember anything, don't take advantage of a drunk ole woman! Unless you want to! Wink, wink...oh wait...I'm supposed ot wink with my eyes, not say wink wink...cats!


Letter of the week #2

Dear Old, Crazy Alcoholic,

I was riding my bike down the street when I got mooned by some kids, can this scar me for life?

Scarred for Life in Antigua-

If the ass attacked you then there probly would be sum scarring, but if it was a drive by mooning then I bet you will be ok. Like I always say, "Everytime I fall down, I break my hip!"


Letter of the week #3

Old, crazy Alcoholic,

The other night I was with my husband and I caught him looking at another woman while we were out to dinner. Should I be concerned?

Concerned in California

Concerned,

Yes. If I were you I would castrate him so he don't go straying on ya! A man with no testicles is a loyal man, indeed! Back in 1918 Castration was all the rage! Everyone was doin it just like the Charleston. Cats! Cats!!!! Why's the room spinnin...uh-oh.

   
  Estelle Warrington is retired in Boca Raton, FL and lives the crazy, party, alcoholic lifstyle along with her
nine cats Fluffy, Snookums, Mr. Peeps, Prof. Ivankinoff, Jasper, Kenneth, Tuna, Felix, and Mr. Fantabuloso the "Illusionist Cat"