
Dear Corey,
How can I put this?
You make me want to tear out my womb and feed it to the German Shepherds who live down the road.
love,
Sick of the Yellow Sunglasses from Supre.
Dear Babied up people of the world,
Do not ring your spinster friend and then spend that time on the phone talking to your child instead. Spinster friend has got a shitlist.
It's getting longer.
Love
Spinster Friend.
Dear Creators of the show "Ready Steady Cook"
I'm going to miss watching you when I go back to work next week. Yes I really am that pathetic. I do have one question though. Does it REALLY count when you create a dish and use the contestant's "special ingredient" only as a garnish? Surely this is cheating!
Love,
Uptight Viewer.
Dear Girl sitting near me at the Cinemas the other day,
Your BO was so bad I couldn't concentrate on the movie! I COULDN'T CONCENTRATE! I actually took out my peppermint flavoured MIGRANE STICK and pretty much stuffed it up my nose just so I didn't have to smell YOU.
I don't think people need to smell flower fresh every second of the day but why sit near me when the cinema was practically empty. SO many other seats! A VAST NUMBER OF SEATS AAAAALLLL OVER THE PLACE. But hey, sure, sit right near me, no worries.
Love,
Very Serious About Having Good Movie Experience.
Dear Mother on the Beach with her Toddler the other day,
When your little boy pointed at that young, muscle bound dude who had just come in from his swim and exclaimed "Daddy" I smiled. You see, I had seen "daddy" when your family arrived earlier. He was middle aged, pudgy, was wearing full zinc on his nose and had a Gilligan bucket hat on his head. But when you looked down at your boy and said (complete with dead pan delivery) - "nooooooope, Daddy's body looks nothing like that" I laughed out loud.
Thanks for the laugh.
Girl Hiding Behind Book.
Dear Tom Cruise,

Listen here you little FREAK. What the fuck is up? I mean dude, WHAT IS UP with your threads? Is Xenu making you wear turtlenecks? Are you channeling an 8 year old circa 1986 for your hair style? Are you fucking mental? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW SOMEONE WITH SQUIlLLIONS OF DOLLARS AND PERSONAL ASSISTANTS WHO DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU, (PROBABLY EVEN WIPING YOUR ARSE), CAN MAKE SUCH GRAVE MISTAKES REGARDING FASHION LATELY! THIS IS NO TIME FOR PLAYING AROUND WITH SKIVVIES UNDER DRESS JACKETS - PEOPLE ALREADY THINK THAT YOU ARE A FREAKSHOW BONANZA AND THIS ISN'T HELPING MATTERS ANY.
CLEAN IT UP TOP GUN!
SORRY ABOUT THE CAPS BUT YOU MAKE ME VERY ANGRY FOR SOME REASON!
Love,
Not a Fan.
Dear Beastie Boys,
I'm a long time fan. You make me want to grab my womb back from the German Shepherds and put it right back in.
Seriously, I can't say this enough; you are fabulous.
Love
Me.
An Open Letter to NYC - Beastie Boys