Sunday, August 23, 2009

an open letter

Dear Edward,

I am sorry I tried to eat you. (I think) It's just that you tasted so yummy and delicious. You know how I like poop and all right? So how can I be blamed? You came like a walking delicacy. =) Anyway, I'm glad that you seem to be happier at Clement's. Don't worry, we'll meet again soon! Keep the poop production!

Lickingly yours,
Sophie.

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