Fridays are days where my brain turns to mush and I
throw myself on the floor like a screaming toddler because I don't wanna be here work, blog, work, and blog a little more.
Ya ya know while I am stuck here at work my Husband is stealing all of Miss P's kisses and soaking up here giggles.
So in order to make myself not fall off the edge and descend into a river of tears because I miss my baby I decided to hop over to Pinterest.
Low and behold I found something that made me pee a little in my britches from laughter.
It also happens to be my inspiration for my Friday's Letters!
Dear Burger King Womans, Are you REALLY that lazy or is your Burger King just THAT slow?
Dear Cat Lady, SERIOUSLY... I like rallllyyyyyyyyyy wanna know how it is to be a cat?
Dear Starbucks Guy, Are you like the updated 2012 version of Zach Morris?
Dear Granny, Do your legs get tired from hanging out of the cart?
Dear sweet children o'mine, Will you push me around in a grocery cart like this when I become old and fragile?
Dear Doritos Girl, I gotta give you props on your creativeness but I hope you washed the bag before you made the bow...
Dearest Mr. PULLYOURGDPANTSUP, I just have one question? Okay maybe two... Do you honestly think this is the least bit attractive and do you know what it really means to wear your pants below your ass and ESPECIALLY below your knees???? All I can say is I hope you never end up in jail...
Dear fellow Mustache lover, You are cool in my book.
Dear Ecstamy, How does it feel to have millions of womens be jealous of you?
Dear Fist Eater, Do you think this is going to make a guy actually respect you?
Dear Eleventeener, You might want to think about actually doing some studying while your at the library. I can assure you this picture isn't your best look anyways...
Dear Cheese Head, You are a woman after my own cheesy heart BUT you don't really like cheese do you??
Ya, I didn't think so... Couldn't tell you did at all!
Dearest Husband, I told you to quit carrying our children around Sams like this!
I kid. I kid.
Dearest Eeyore impersonator, I have ALWAYS wanted to do this. Please tell me that it was as awesome as I think it is?
Dear Miss Poofy, I do believe that you have the poof down, and we all know I love a good poof, BUT it definitely doesn't need to be bigger than the size of your own head mmmmk?
Dear Lady, How in the hell did this happen?
Dearest Wheelchair Rider, Did you legitimately think it was going to work?
HAPPY FRIDAY MY FELLOW MUSTACHE LUVAS =)