Mad Lib Monday: Love Letter

My rotten darlin,

I love you more than doctor itself. Each minute away from you is an idiot, each hour a whimsical eternity. Without you life is dull, boring and bulbous.
I feel like a baby without my dingle berry, a toddler without my outhouse., a dog without it's tibia. I can't get you out of my elbow. I can't stop thinking about the color of your gluteus maximus,
the way you wear your soda, the way you toss your clerk, your flamboyant laugh, the way you choke a joke. This morning, when the mail toaster brought your special delivery foreskin my left pinky toe skipped a beat, my nostril was in my throat, and my monkey trembled so much, I could hardly sob your toilet paper. What you said set my thumbtack on fire. Do write again. Until then, I love you from the bottom of my potato chip.



I will squat you always,

Drama Queen


Thanks for playing everyone If you didn't get a chance to play this time, stay tuned Next Sunday and Monday for the next installment.