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rose wrought of iron

Dear The Bus Station,

I just want you to know how wierd it sounds to write "dear the" something. It is awkward. You have a totally awesome screen name, but it's difficult to write a letter to you when your name makes such a blatant grammatical error. :wacko: :lol_roll:

Sincerely,

Rose Wrought of Iron

- I say this and have to edit for spelling errors. :lol:

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princessgianna

Dear Rose Wrought of Iron,

You are such a sweet person! I love talking with you!
You are very caring of your brothers and sisters.
You are the best lady in waiting EVER!!!! :saint:
I have assurance that if I ever need to chat-I know where to go!

See you later

Love
Princess Gianna~

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Saint Therese

Dear Princess Gianna,

Have you ever wondered where the socks go when they disappear in the dryer?
Just curious,
Kayla

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Kurall_Creator

Dear Saint Therese,

I can't believe you like KD over homemade Mac and coagulated milk.

Sincerely yours,

Kurall's Creator.

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princessgianna

Dear KC,

Do you like strawberries?

PG~

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[quote name='princessgianna' post='1856954' date='May 3 2009, 11:19 PM']Dear KC,

Do you like strawberries?

PG~[/quote]


Dear Princess Ginna

Your days of tyrrany are coming to and end

-Sultan Hassan

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princessgianna

Dear (the pretend) Sultan Hassan,

I am not the one in tyrrany!


HRH Princess Gianna~

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[quote name='princessgianna' post='1856972' date='May 3 2009, 11:26 PM']Dear (the pretend) Sultan Hassan,

I am not the one in tyrrany!


HRH Princess Gianna~[/quote]

Dear Psuedo Princess Ginna

Yes you are, I have felt the bitter spear of your turrany and soon the phatmassers shall be free, justice and mercy will be returned to the land, and the tyrants will be put to the flame

Have a Lovely Day!
-Sultan Hassan

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princessgianna

Dear MIkolbe,

I know that we have our differences however I just want to say 'thank you".

Love
HRH PG

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Dear HRH PG-

I like sushi. and there is a Japanese place right around the corner from me. very yummy.

Regards,

Jason

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[quote name='MIkolbe' post='1856983' date='May 3 2009, 10:30 PM']Dear Hassan-

You're a chump.

All the Best,

Jason[/quote]


Dear Jason.

I'm sorry I fell asleep with my laptop on and when you tied to contact me by calling me "chump" I couldn't respond. I know this must have bee heartbreaking for you. Let's try to put this unfortunate incident behind us. Someday there will be time in my life to talk with you on AIM again, just be patient.

It's like the poem I composed here on the spot

[i]Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


2.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


3.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.


4.
Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.


5.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.


6.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.



Copied from Poems of Alfred Tennyson (AKA Hassan)[/i]


All the Best
-Sultan Hassan the Sublime

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missionseeker

Dear Jason

Is that where I got you free food from?

Love, your fabulous free food finding... sister?

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