For Hermana Thighs

Okay, so this is for our own Sam from Sammammish. Write and add on by editing this post, not by commenting on it. We'll say the end deadline is . . . Thursday? I will take on the duty of printing it out on Friday and sending it to Sam that day. We should also send her a package? Any ideas? Also, should we sign our names in the letter - like who wrote what?


Dearest ___________,
So Season 3 of Grey's came out today. Just thought you might want to know. (Nog)

I don't know if I'm doing this right but here I go. Sam, you probably don't even speak english anymore so I hope you understand this. School is crazy, you're lucky you don't have to go. Also I have a scab on my face from falling on my longboard, and a customer at work asked me what happened, I told him I fell on my longboard and he said, well you are lucky that you still have you nipples. It was a little disturbing hearing this coming from a 40 year old man. he the proceeded to tell me about how he had his nipple rubbed off in a longboarding accident when he was younger. The differenct between me and his is that I Watch out for my boobs!(WOFYB) Hope all is well. Have fun keeping a regular sleep schedule.
-Tops

Hello Sammie. So I'm writing this from the office of the Elms. I'm not sure if I told you, but Jared and I work here! The apartment we got (which is the upstairs of a house) comes with this job and our pay is deducted from our rent. We come in on Saturdays and I smile thinking that you and Face once walked where I now walk. And I guess you can think of it like this: your rent now pays for my work hours which make it possible for me to pay money for the postage required to send you this letter. Do you feel completion? :) So today Jared and I start cleaning checks, meaning WE check them. I never thought I'd become one of these people, but alas, we have crossed over to the other side. See where marriage takes you? I kind of want to do the cleaning checks like Yang and Karev did their daily rounds. I bet I would beat Jared. Cristina rocks! :) I love you Sam and I miss you, but I am so happy for you and for the lucky people who get to be taught by the hottest missionary ever who takes the best care of her boobs. :) Love, Dr. Nog
Okay, I have another story. So Jared and I did cleaning checks the other day. It took FOREVER and I hate doing cleaning checks. I was on my last apartment, and no one was home, so I had to use my master key to get in. As I was doing the check, I really had to go to the bathroom. I can hold it, I thought, just one more apartment. Well, I was wrong. I couldn't hold it, so I ended up dropping my shorts and going poo in this random apartment's bathroom. At least it was clean! And they'll never know. Bwahaha! So beware cleaning checks. :) Stick it to the man.

My Dearest Sister Thighs,
So my life is pretty boring and nothing has really changed too much. I'm still going to school, attempting to get into the nursing program. (I find out in november if I made it or not) I moved home for a little while. I couldn't handle the 18 year olds and their boyfriends over in there rooms....all night long..... so I got out of there! I saw Becoming Jane and when I was walking out of the theatre I thought "I need to talk to Sam about this!" I hope the language is going well. You're smart so I bet you're an expert already. Send us some pictures if you can. I love you Man Thighs!!!
Love,
Phyllis

Miss Manly Thighs! How art thou? It is late, but today has been such a day of adventures, I feel I cannot wait a moment longer to share them with you. (I won't wait, but I'm guessing it might be a while before you get this anyway) So this morning I went to work (at the gym for disabled people) and I got hit on by a pretty cool guy. This in and of itself isn't that significant, happens all the time. But this particular guy, see he holds a world record. Pretty freaking sweet! My family all made fun of me when I told them this, because they all assumed it was some old man in a wheelchair. Granted he is in a wheelchair, but he's only 23 and he's pretty attractive! He holds the world record for the paralympic discuss throw. That's one more world record than I hold, so far. I'm pretty stoked about it though.
Good story number two. I was at the gym putting my stuff in a locker before my workout when a young girl of say 11 or so started talking to me. Again, doesn't sound very exciting. But get this - she was completely NAKED. She's just standing there, casually conversing with me about the local baseball team with absolutely no shame over her nakedness. I was pretty darn uncomfortable. Then she started putting her clothes on, which only made things worse because suddenly her face was getting lower and lower, making it even more difficult to avoid looking at her nakedness. I was so torn between feeling rude for not looking at her while conversing, and feeling rude for looking at her while she was naked. It was pretty weird. I pretty much hustled out of there once my business was complete. Some people.
Good story number three. I came home from the nakedness and happened to have an email waiting for me. The email is from a lady I basically just know by name- she lives in the neighboring stake. The email was addressed to me and man named Sean, and discussed who we both are and how she thinks we would both like to have a friend. So she's introducing us to each other through this ridiculous email. The last few sentences are just too good to paraphrase, so here they are:
"Please do me a favor, you two, and let me know how it goes. Is it still warm enough to meet for ice cream???"
YOU TWO! How can you say that about people who have never even met!? Ah, it's ridiculous. My brother-in-law was the only one home when I saw this, I yelled until he came into the room so someone else could scoff with me at the ridiculousness of it all. I don't even know what to make of it all.
So anyway, that is my excitingness for the day. I hope you are doing super and kicking tons of MTC booty! Love you!
Love,
Shenanny

Dear Sister Thighs,
Too bad your name tag probably doesn't say Hermana Thighs on it. I really haven't
got too much to say. Life is the same as usual with work and school. I'm taking a computer programming class and Anthony is my TA. I try to avoid getting help when I'm working because he ends up talking to me very loudly and keeps calling me Face. His calling me Face in and of itself isn't bad, it's just that I think the only reason he uses it is to get the attention of the other's in the lab. He's also asked about you and calls you Man Thighs for similar reasons. It feels like a terrible desecration of our wonderful nicknames. Oh, and he's engaged. He's getting married in December.
I'm pretty excited about Halloween coming up. I'm going to make sugar cookies and frost them. Steve and I won't have to worry about decorating the apartment as there are already lots of spiders and spider webs. Steve saw a spider outside of our window that was literally about the size of my little toe. Thank goodness it was outside. Other than that the aparment is alright. The landlords live just above us and they're nice. They have a dog that comes down to visit us every now and then so it's almost like having a pet only I don't have to take care of it:)
I just thought of a story to tell you. This morning I went to say bye to Steve. He had his back towards me so I just peeked my head around the corner and stared at him until he turned around. When he finally did he literally jumped and yelled. I've never seen him so scared in my life! I laughed about it all the way up to school.
I'm taking a physics lab. During the fourth or fifth week of this class I finally realized that Alaskan Eric is in the class as well. He has seen the light and decided to be a physics major.
So that's my incredibly exciting life. Hope all is well for you.
Love, Face