My OperaDear Myheartkiller
Thursday, January 21, 2010 2:35:00 PM
Dear myheartkiller,
To begin the 1st paragraph of this loving love letter, I should much like to introduce to you who the author of it is. Well, my name is Frankli’ Terror Bastard, and I am a terrorist: a terrificcally terrifying terrorist.
And that’s the end of the ice-breaking session, now this 2nd paragraph is going to tell you how I came to know you and how you came to become myheartkiller. I am a terrorist, as you’ve probably known by now, and I was on the mission the other day. The target was the Eastern WC of the Pedagogy University. Yeah, I was right on the spot, with a bomb strapped in my bonnet (though I didn’t like it there at all). The target was safely in sight, and all I had to do was to step in, open one of the doors, stalk inside, close the door, put down the toilet lid (which was nonobligatory), and wait. The job was a piece of cake to swallow and Bin Laden even promised me a bunch of virgins if I made sure not to get back home alive. So, I stepped one step closer to the place. But suddenly my knees felt numb, my hands stiff, arms paralyzed, and my face looked a complete idiot. 5 seconds passed by, and so did 5 flies, as I can still remember. And I said to myself: what the bunch of virgins for? I had met the terroristress of my life. And it was you who turned the terrorist a frank fool. You were so lovely with the WC in the vicinity.
It was a nice encounter, wasn’t it? And now the 3rd paragraph will bring to light what is in my mind. Ok, here’s the plan. At 12:30 pm tomorrow afternoon, I’ll fetch you on my special suicide bomber camel. (And I bet we will have a whale of time after that). Make sure you are well prepared. And at that time if you haven’t received this letter, please do not act like a blonde seeing a horn for the first time.
And this 4th paragraph is the most important, read it carefully. I have abandoned Buddha, and then Allah, and Bin Laden (and his bunch of virgins too) to run after you. I love you, and I want you. Come with me, love me, or I KILL YOU!!! And I will destroy that Eastern WC which I missed the last time. Understand?
From Vin-Qaeda with love,
Frankli’ Bastard
Contact info:
frankliterrorbastard@suicidehotline.net
To begin the 1st paragraph of this loving love letter, I should much like to introduce to you who the author of it is. Well, my name is Frankli’ Terror Bastard, and I am a terrorist: a terrificcally terrifying terrorist.
And that’s the end of the ice-breaking session, now this 2nd paragraph is going to tell you how I came to know you and how you came to become myheartkiller. I am a terrorist, as you’ve probably known by now, and I was on the mission the other day. The target was the Eastern WC of the Pedagogy University. Yeah, I was right on the spot, with a bomb strapped in my bonnet (though I didn’t like it there at all). The target was safely in sight, and all I had to do was to step in, open one of the doors, stalk inside, close the door, put down the toilet lid (which was nonobligatory), and wait. The job was a piece of cake to swallow and Bin Laden even promised me a bunch of virgins if I made sure not to get back home alive. So, I stepped one step closer to the place. But suddenly my knees felt numb, my hands stiff, arms paralyzed, and my face looked a complete idiot. 5 seconds passed by, and so did 5 flies, as I can still remember. And I said to myself: what the bunch of virgins for? I had met the terroristress of my life. And it was you who turned the terrorist a frank fool. You were so lovely with the WC in the vicinity.
It was a nice encounter, wasn’t it? And now the 3rd paragraph will bring to light what is in my mind. Ok, here’s the plan. At 12:30 pm tomorrow afternoon, I’ll fetch you on my special suicide bomber camel. (And I bet we will have a whale of time after that). Make sure you are well prepared. And at that time if you haven’t received this letter, please do not act like a blonde seeing a horn for the first time.
And this 4th paragraph is the most important, read it carefully. I have abandoned Buddha, and then Allah, and Bin Laden (and his bunch of virgins too) to run after you. I love you, and I want you. Come with me, love me, or I KILL YOU!!! And I will destroy that Eastern WC which I missed the last time. Understand?
From Vin-Qaeda with love,
Frankli’ Bastard
Contact info:
frankliterrorbastard@suicidehotline.net
