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A Love Letter to All Psycho Ex-Girlfriends

June 28, 2005 by in Random with 2 Comments

One of the worst things about the internet age has been the forwarded email from friends. If you are like me, about 90% of them are a waste of my time and some are so worthless, I start to rethink my friendship with the person who sent it to me. Every once in while, though, someone sends me something I really like. The following is an a correspondence between 2 people who used to date, which I think might just be the funniest email anyone has ever sent me. I have changed the names of everyone in it and have deleted the locations, instead just giving generic descriptions in parenthesis. I beg of you to read the whole thing, because if you enjoy it half as much as I did, you will thank me profusely, afterwards.

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  • KeR-E

    HAHHAHAHAHAH that was VERY good….

    my fav….

    “5 (B). I’m not going to tell my kids anything about you. But
    speaking of kids, it would be okay with me if my son was a crack
    addict, just as long as he got your kids hooked on it and became
    their dealer.”

  • Dick Johnson

    I thought I had found a nice lady, ALTHO’ she was in a treatment center. Working first as a greenhouse manager, and later the ass. Director, but I soon found Cindy Miller wasn’t jus the princess she professed to be. (I should have known when I discovered her rap sheet, and learned she had killed her son in an auto accident due to being drunk!) Still I had hopes for her, and hoped someday she would get out of this treatment center Woman’s Firstep in OKLAHOMA, but soon learned she, like most women, was psycho and in time her true colors would show. Treating her like a princess, she began to act like the true NA/AA personality she was. ’til soon the worse showed and she began to chase past scum in her life, because they had more in common. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, but… (I guess you can’t change the spots!) PS I met others in this treatment center, and even began to think maybe they were misunderstood. THEY ARE THERE FOR A REASON!

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