posted on Nov, 29 2016 @ 01:00 AM
I write you this letter to inform you of your informal eviction from the self. I have grown tired of your lazy ways. Releasing
enzymes, filtering out meaningless substances i decide to put in the greater self. I have come to realize one of us has to go... i keep putting the
liquor in, you tirelessly take the liquor out. In your absence i intend to completely pickle this entity with the finest whisky money can buy. Know
now, the portion of the body known as the liver will be replaced with an amusement known as bourbonville along with several parking lots. We may sign
a partnership with coca cola along with an ice supplier. I truly did enjoy our time together. How ever it has become apparent my use for you is no
longer necessary. Please cease all attempts at turning this train around.
edit on AMAmerica/Chicago560111am by Aeshma because: Spelling is paramount for class to exist.