Letter From Erin
Hey, wassup? I know, I know, you are on Sydney's Site and you are wondering "Who is this Erin chick and what is she doing here?" Well, me and Sydney are friends and we both have webpages, so we decided that we would have our own little page on each other's site. So, here I am! :) By the way, you can check out my site by clicking here. You will find Sydney's page there. The reason why this is called Letter From Erin is because I am gonna write letters and stuff to her that she can read whenever she logs on... we decided you are the people and you should get to read them too. So, enjoy! Oh, and I hope you don't mind reading some damn long letters.
To Sydney Grrl:
Hey! What's goin on? This is cool... it is my first letter to you and already I have a ton of stuff 2 write. First of all, I hope you do not abuse the privelege of my password to mess with my site. But then again, I have your password too and I could make mischief as revenge if I need to, hehehe.... JUST KIDDING! So anyway, right now your brothers, the Hanner boys and some anonymous Hitchens kid are playing Nintendo... I am guessing wrestling judging by the sound factor. Hopefully we can see Dick tonight, then we will have more stuffs to add to our Movie Reviews pages. ::smile:: I hope Aurora's mom is not really mad at her. I seriously did not think inviting you fine people to a movie would result in a parental war and all the other shit that happened. Oh well. And pardon my French. Ya know what I am thinkin about right now? Not that it is very easy to think thanks to your bros, but I am thinking about fries. Fries sound good. I am starving and I dunno why since I have been eating all your food all day. So anyway... FRIES! AHHH UGH. Okay no more fries. Ohio. (inside joke peoples) I think I trained Ohio to your dawgs good. Teck likes Ohio but I don't think those girls did. Maybe I better get off Ohio since most people probably have no freakin idea what I am talkin about. Girlio, I think it bees time to cut off da letter cause... I dunno why. Because you are getting bored upstairs waiting. But no, I have more junk to write so no. Your brother has some funky hair... it is all orange and red and pink and crap. There is a monkey on your computer, ya know. It is staring at me. Isn't it like Bongo or somethin? I dunno, I sold all my beanies for scrap in fourth grade. I see no point in them. I guess I should end the letter, huh. Well, Peace and Love, Ohio, Fries, and the Evil 3 AM Dominator of Heads. Later.
~*Erin*~
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