Dear Dave:

First off... its all YOUR fault!

Been going thru withdrawal here.... and yea... its all YOUR fault!

Will need to make some plans for this w/e..... and go to the a particular place.... yes... its all YOUR fault!

Haven't seen an airplane in like 2 weeks or so!!! yes.. again... its all YOUR fault!

Signed,
Heading to the airport to watch some planes, in Cincy

 

Dear Just wanting to Help,

You may be going a bit over board with the Hostess Cupcakes - Mayby just a couple of "twinkies" instead. As for plans, how about Billman escorting the bride through the Dragon, if that doesn't scare her off, it's marriage made in heaven, well the Smokies anyway. And they can be married under the "Tree of Shame". Now, we need a minister, - I volunteer Scooterboy - He can ride up on his scooter and do the honors. I'll be best man, and you can be the maid/matron of honor - (Seems I remember a pic of you in drag somewhere around here). Ok, plans made. all we need now is someone to promote the event and we all know who the event king is - Ken can organize it all, be in charge and take the blame. I'm here just to inspire creative mayhem.

Signed yours in Marital Bliss

 

Dear Airplane Watcher,

Obsession is a cruel master. You will need time, patience and therapy to overcome it. It also may help to run out on to the runway and try and stop a plane as it lands, or takes off. Let me know how that works. If it doesn't cure your obsession with airplanes, well there are more extreme measures. Like going thru airport security with a K-bar knife in your carry on, or standing up during take off and yelling" we are all going to die!". those both are rather effective in diverting your obsession, and as a side bonus, they will pretty much put you on the "no fly" list for Homeland Security.

Signed, yours in theraputic aid

 

Dear Dave:

Since you did not like the Hostess cupcake idea... can you give us a better recommendation besides a couple of twinkies?

Signed,
Holding out for cupcakes, in Cincy

 

Dear Dave:

If frei is heading west on the Dragon at 95 mph, and Patrick is heading east on the dragon at 7 mph....

When will my leftover pizza be done in the microwave?

Signed.....
Getting hungry in Cincy!

 

dear hungry,

after the safety meeting

signed,

 

Dear Hungry,

You will remain hungry! All your assumptions are wrong! First. Frei, as good a driver as he is, cannot maintain 95 mph on the Dragon. Second, Patrick cannot limit himself to 7 mph anywhere. He drives faster than that in reverse! Third, Highway 129 is not an East-West highway. Now assuming your assumptions are consistantly wrong, I can only conclude that you have no left over pizza, and you don't know how to use a microwave.


yours in speculative assumptions,

ASS (out of) U & ME

 

Dear Dave:

If the moon left its orbit, but did not collide with the Earth....

Whats for dinner Tuesday of next week?

Signed,
No leftover pizza left, in Cincy

 

Dear Dave,

Now that you've had some time to get used to it. How does 358whp feel???

Signed,
Under Powered just South of Cincy

 

Dear Leftover,

The answer to your question can be found in old Dean Martin lyrics -

"When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore"

I suggest you make love, and let your significant other worry about whats for dinner.

yours in Italian Love songs