for mah ladyyyy

Dear Elizabeth Jane,
Tomorrow I will be going to your sister's wedding, there we will wine and dine, I can't wait, mainly because Rebecca Elizabeth,Anna Elizabeth,Elizabeth Jane,and Grace Pearson will all be together at one "united in the midde" table. This week I think I will die mainly because we will not be together..So sad..I think the minute I return from hell where I will meet the Devil Himself, I shall call you, and entertain you for a while with some stories, immediately following this said phone call you will find me outside your door petting Lars like the chummy old Gracie, then immediately upon your discovery of me we all be whisked away to Deep Hole, why you may ask..Well, to go surfing of course, and if there are no waves we shall eat turkey sandwiches and laugh. And perhaps we will find ourselves at Willow Dell Beach Club enjoying the fine summer sunshine and checking out the mighty handsome and charming "hunk of burning love" until the late evening say....7:33:05 P.M, at this fine time we will return to your humble homestead and retire to the hammock, there we will laugh and rejoyce about the day's fine adventures. After eating hotdogs for a hearty supper for two, we shall pitch a tent, there we will, do whatever we feel like doing.

You shall hear my lovely, angelic voice soon.
Yours Truly,
The Love Of Your Life,
and the girl surgically attached to you,
Your sisin,sousin,couster,
Grace Pearson klenk