I have a serious amount of stationery paper. Like… it’s obscene how much letter-writing shit is currently taking up space in my spare room. So, I’m doing a bunch of letters today. If you want some cute AF letters with boring text about yours truly, then here’s what I need:
So there have been some concerns about my status as a serial killer. I can assure you that even if I were, I am too poor to fly off my island to go anywhere. And if you happen to live in Japan, I’m still too poor to get on the Sanyo to find and kill you. Rest assured that I am of the stable, non-murdering variety of hooman.
Here is only a tiny portion of my stock. The rest is in a box on the top shelf in the shed that I cannot reach at all. So you’re stuck with my little basket, but I think that’s more than enough to get started. I’ve also got a butt-ton of stickers and cutsie tape to seal everything with.
This has been a PSA from the NOT-killer Cupcaike. Please enjoy the rest of your day.
I have a few scragglers who didn’t get their info to me in time… so now’s your chance to get in with batch 2. I sent the first iteration last week. Hurry up and get your addy in my book. Christmas is coming up and this country has sick Christmas cards. You know you want in on that action.
this one is fooorrr mmmmmyyyyyyyyyyy bitches wit a fat.ass.in.tha.fuccin.club I SAID WHERE MY FAT A$$ BIG BITCHEZ IN THA CLUB FUCC THEM SKINNY BITCHEZ FUCK THEM SKINNY BITCHES IN THA CLUB I WANNA SEE ALL THA BIG FAT A$$ BITCHESS IN THHHAAAA MUTHAFUCCINNNNN CLUB FUCC U IF U SKINNY BITCHEZ WHAT?! cheyah!!
Seriously… This is modern music. This is what we will be known for in 100 years. I am not ok with this.