An ounce of Facebook equals a PINT of cure???

Some of you may know that a few months ago my email account was hacked into. (if you are not aware, call me I will tell you the WHOLE story--it's really good! You won't believe the wacky cast of characters, with some very unexpected guest stars!) Anyhoo, we are very aware of the douchebags who committed this crime, but just to make it a little more interesting, I've got to share this "letter" that I received in the mail today.


Click on the letter to enlarge for your reading pleasure....
WHERE TO BEGIN???????



1. I pretty much think everything is funny. Pretty much everything. A few things I don't think are funny--computer hacking, Priests who molest young boys, anonymous letters that are poorly written and spelled.

2. A "mole in my group". HMMM.... now while I received this letter from an anonymous source, I am more than 100% certain that it was not written by someone in "my group" People in "my group" would never be responsible for such a poorly written item for they would know that they would receive the wrath of Mrs. Bierman (someone who is in "my group").

3. I honestly believe that everything I need to know in life I learned from watching Little House on The Prairie (and John Hughes movies, but that does not translate as well for this post). In this episode, if only Reverend Alden could have been honest with Charles and Almanzo this situation would have never went as far as it has.

4. A question to my blog readers (or those who are part of my "blog world"). Do all of you feel as though you have some sort of an inside track? What IS the inside track? A train track? The high school track (they do leave the lights on all night there, that must be it.) Why does one need the inside track? To illegally hack into my computer? Believe me, I send some funny emails, but no one except Chuck Farley would think they were funny enough to risk prison time over.

5. Being on facebook makes you feel better about this situation? Congratulations. Who knew that was all it took to wash away your sins. I put a friend request out to Blago. He's done some wrong as well, but I am sure that he will be happy to know that facebook can make it ALL better.

6. "Move forward from this pint" (don't worry I'll get to the pint thing) Move forward? Why oh why would I want to? At this point (and that's how you spell it) it is WAY to much fun. I can't wait until the next time "my group" gets together so we can have more fun with this.

7."Move forward from this pint" I assume the writer meant point. Or perhaps they were writing this from jolly ole England. If so, good day. Pee on the loo and smoke a fag. The bangers and mash are almost ready.

Here's the envelope it came in.

The stamp is on the wrong side. Is that how they do it in England?

For future reference, my address is 509 Charles.

FYI, The adress was typed on a seperate piece of paper, cut out, and taped onto the envelope. People in "my group" know how to print on an envelope, or at least an adress label. Next letter I'm hoping for individual letters cut out of magazine and newspaper pages in true psycho fashion.

In closing, I'm starting to think maybe I need a bodyguard.

My e-mail has been hacked into, I am receiving anonymous letters,

and I have what most would consider to be a stalker that drives by my house on a regular basis (what do you think he thinks he is going to see?).

KEVIN COSTNER ARE YOU AVAILABLE???