Dear PD,

[Freeky]

Fuck you.  I hate you.  With a passion.  I can't really explain how much I hate you right now, because there isn't an analogy or metaphor accurate enough to capture it.  My hate is untamable just now, defying mere human things like words.

Ahhh...

I hate you like a Tucson summer.  You hear about other summers, and think they're pretty bad.  100 degrees, humidity, all that jazz.  No no, sorry, a dry heat is usually worse, particularly when you didn't even have fine weather to enjoy for more than a few days.  Step out of your house, your car, any business?  Get blasted by an oven, a blast furnace!  Try to watch the ground to avoid the sun's blinding glare and save your eyes?  Get a sunburn over YOUR ENTIRE BODY, even the stuff covered by clothes, from the heat and intensity of the sun, which is not but a fraction of the roasting you'll receive in a month's time, and will worsen still a month after that. 

I don't even need a reason to hate you.  I hope you all end up here someday.

Love and kisses,
Freeky

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

[Freeky]

 

[Jenne]

Yup.  That works.

[Thurnez Isa]

YOU CAN'T HATE ME
IM TOO AWESOME

[Freeky]

YOUR FACE IS AWESOME.



Wait...

[Phox]

YOUR FACE IS AWESOME.



Wait...

also to the OP:

[Iason Ouabache]

[Vaud]

You come spend a winter in IL, and I'll spend summer in Tucson. 
Then we have this talk.

I'll dry heat anyday over this fucking cold.  It's STILL bloody cold out!

Also, I am coming back to Tucson this summer.. 

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

You come spend a winter in IL, and I'll spend summer in Tucson. 
Then we have this talk.

I'll dry heat anyday over this fucking cold.  It's STILL bloody cold out!

Also, I am coming back to Tucson this summer.. 

I'm not coming to Tucson this summer unless I land an awesome job but THIS for the rest....

I'm fucking freezing with the tease me weather shit. 

I understand completely why they call Missouri  Misery.

[AFK]

Because it loves company? 

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

Because it loves company? 

That too 

[ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞]

Fuck you.  I hate you.  With a passion.  I can't really explain how much I hate you right now, because there isn't an analogy or metaphor accurate enough to capture it.  My hate is untamable just now, defying mere human things like words.

Ahhh...

I hate you like a Tucson summer.  You hear about other summers, and think they're pretty bad.  100 degrees, humidity, all that jazz.  No no, sorry, a dry heat is usually worse, particularly when you didn't even have fine weather to enjoy for more than a few days.  Step out of your house, your car, any business?  Get blasted by an oven, a blast furnace!  Try to watch the ground to avoid the sun's blinding glare and save your eyes?  Get a sunburn over YOUR ENTIRE BODY, even the stuff covered by clothes, from the heat and intensity of the sun, which is not but a fraction of the roasting you'll receive in a month's time, and will worsen still a month after that. 

I don't even need a reason to hate you.  I hope you all end up here someday.

Love and kisses,
Freeky

Sorry, I can't hear you over the rain in this temperate rainforest.

[Jasper]

Fracture should bring back parasols.

Knowing her though, they'll be weaponized.

[Freeky]

Fracture should bring back parasols.

Knowing her though, they'll be weaponized.

Siggy, you are brilliant.

FUCKING BRILLIANT.


Freeky,
Off to get a Penguin Parasol.


BLAAAP!