Dear Boxhead,
Boy, how come yer box look like somethin one of my Assault Rifles done shot up? How 'bout you git a sarspectable box with a picture of Aunt Jamima pick'n cotton.
From,
Ricardovitz
Dear Ricardovitz,
I like me box. Don’t care what colour or how ragged it is.
My box makes me a Prince among Men.
And if it pisses off some sister-fucking kudzoo-chomping hillbillyfuck from Dickheadsville GA then all the better.
Love,
Boxy
