Nerds For Words
Sunday, November 12, 2006
  Open letter to all. I'm sorry.

Dear world,

I can't live like this much longer, so I have to come clean. Living the lie has taken its toll on me, and this is the last act of a desperate woman. It is time that you all knew the truth about my sordid past.

I'm a cheat. My personal history is dark with instances of me making my way in this world by slight of hand. Sometimes I didn't even care the impact in had on others. The most recent occasion, was probably the worst. I had been given an assignment, and insteading of standing on my own merits I chose to gain an edge,to inflate my value in the eyes of those in charge.

I don't even remember what impact this had on the rest of Mrs. Rentrell's 3rd grade class. By starting the "practice writing period" while she was still giving instructions, I was able to sneak in several extra sentences of neatly written cursive. The others must have struggled to fill similar volumes of copy, battling mightily in vain against my ill-gotten gains.

The day Mrs. Rentrell came by and turned my paper over to find two sentences of words, she couldn't even scold me! Whether she was so apalled that she considered me a lost cause, or if she was at a loss for words, never having known such perfidy, I will never know. Or maybe, because it wasn't a graded exercise, my sordid edge didn't really matter.

I can't live with that possibility because it makes my crime even worse. To cheat for gain is low, but to cheat wantonly.... oh the humanity!

Please forgive me. Please let me live contritely amongst you without shame.

Sincerely,



Virginia
 
Comments:
Contrition is useless. You will be eaten by wild wolves one night while you're sleeping. I'm very sorry to have to tell you this, but you should know the truth. Thank you for your honesty and sincerity.
--Mgmt.
 
I like your blogging very nice! It's good! I like sexytime. VERRRY nice. It remind me of time in Kazakstan when police come for retard brother Bilo, because he try to make sex explosion on little girl walking home from the schools. Police sometimes is pain in my assholes! We give police usual bribes and allow them making romance inside my sister, number 4 prostitute in all Kazakstan. Then we put Bilo back in cage. We drink Kazak wine made from fermented horse urines and have big party!

Yek Shimesh!
Borat
 
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