Dear Junior, From Lulu Dear Junior, My love, how we have enjoyed our days together these past few years. The Tennessee Volunteers were not quite as sexy until you came into my life. I remember how you would dress up in your sexy orange dog outfit and you would show me what a "Rocky Top" really is. Alas, I knew it could not last. There is aother team that has stolen my burdensome heart. They wear purple and gold, a delectably sinful color that just makes the orange I used to love fade away into oblivion much like Auburn's National Championship hopes after the first week of football this year. There's just something about that team that brings out the Tiger in me and makes me want to get screwed rougher than USC is gonna be in the Rose Bowl. I'm gigglier than a Florida State player with a discount card in a shoe store. My heart has felt gayer than watching Ole Miss fans do their "Hotty Totty" thing. So Junior, it has been fun, but for now I must leave you for a team that doesn't choke when the NC game is on the line. Farewell Junior and farewell Vols. The Year of the Tiger begins Jan. 4, 2004. Sincerely, Lulu
Dear Lulu, That's ok Lulu. I was cheatin' on you anyways. I'm dating a massive deformed head thingy named "Trev". I call him "runt" and we play "Squeeeel Piggy" on Thursday nights. He's got a buddy named "Mark" that we dress up and play "Bring Out The Racoon". In the mornings I slip "Stupid Pills" into his coffee. Not really sure if they work or not... Suk mah ballz!, Junior (OK I admit, I drink too much on the weekends :shock: -author)
