Peggy-Sue Evil. The aftermath
Following the shocking revalations contained in the letter of Job Lesson Evil yesterday, the town of Ratsnip is in chaos.
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Following the shocking revalations contained in the letter of Job Lesson Evil yesterday, the town of Ratsnip is in chaos.
Life is no longer as simple as it has been. No longer can I be happy with the simple “happy” family life that I have to portray with Peggy-Sue.
Dear father. I’m sorry I haven’t written in a while, and that you had to find out about Jon from a newspaper. Thankyou for condalences. I don’t even know if I’m sad. I mean who would have thought a grown, fit, active muscular man like Jon could drown in a bathtub? You now they’re saying [...]
The Rock Legend, Jon Lesson Evil, nicknamed the man with the golden tongue and fingers died last night, in what appeared to be a tragic accident. Although police investigators, have dropped hints that there is some evidence of foul play, this is not confirmed, and there are no apparent suspects.
Dear Father. I would like to announce the death of Jon Lesson Evil. Well unfortuantly not, he’s just sleeping.
Dear father. I’m glad you like the baby picture. I’ll try to be nice. How I hate that word. And include pictures in every letter. No I’m not completely sure which is which. I think it’s Apple in the first picture though. Thankfully Jon is still all the work with the babies, unless he’s at [...]
Dear Father I would like to introduce you to the Spenster sisters. We’re good friends. I think you’d like them. Even if they are both crazy single ladies. I mean they actually wait outside hospitals hoping to get an opportunity to steal a baby or two. I mean yes seeing the pain and agony on [...]
Dear father. Being pregnant is horrible. Not only am I missing work, I’m huge. Plus there is so much to learn. I don’t know how I am going to do the labour thing once, let alone twice. It jut seems like some torture invented, to amuse us, whilst others suffered it. How mother did this [...]
Dear Father. I now hate Jon, more than I hate you. That’s right. He’s gone and messed with my contraception, and I am now pregnant. Not amused.
Dear Father. I Hate You. Hate You! Hate You! I mean what do you mean I have to children. I don’t want children. I hate children. I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. You’re the idiots who got yourself arrested. So why do I suffer for your mistakes?! I bet your all sat there [...]