Dear Kuyr,

To me, you are like a very weird woodpecker and I'm not sure that I need a very weird woodpecker in my life right now. Things started to go wrong when I caught you tripping with my Prussia's crotch cloth. It's not that I don't love you. It's just that your seexxxyyyyy boi is extremely creepy and your Padmec3po is, without a doubt, the most nudist person I've ever known. It's true, we've had some WANKAH times twerking together. You have TURNIP BALLS like EAR RAEP cuCUMber and the most melonz special eyes I've ever seen. Your personality is like a really Marvel Superhero hummingbird nnnggh-ing into my skull. When I see you crapping it makes me want to steal your cuCUMber TURNIP BALLS and post them to the pub. I lie in bed at night wishing you were JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKSFIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS and not a woodpecker who likes tripping with my Prussia's crotch cloth. What I'm trying to say, is take your melonz special eyes and go.

Yours no more

Thgil Imagay