Dear Andy-
His eye fell off.
Shit be crazy. Probably, like, voodoo. I’m going to google what this means, we may need to bury the eye under a magic tree. Or burn it. I don’t know, bring home a shovel and matches. This is why I wanted to buy holy water on the internet, stop shooting down my ideas because now we’re fucked.
-Brittany
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I seriously just peed myself. Not cause of this post, just giving out info.
2 big headed babies and I have the bladder of a hyper yorkie.
Anywho, I am enjoying these e-mails, immensely. It totally would be something bI would send my husband, but since he works upstairs in our family room it doesn’t have quite the same punch. Damn.
Keep it up. My pants are squishy and I need a laugh.
Seriously, nothing in life is more fun than gchatting Andy from the next room. it’s the best way to fight…or have foreplay. WHATEVER.
you guys are just too much funness and so full of charm :)
I like the one-eyed tree man. He looks like he’s winking. I wish I had a tree in my yard.