Just for fun but I can't stop laughing every time I read this! (Strong language contained!)
Day 1
My Dearest Darling John
I went to the door today and the postman delivered a Partridge in a Pear Tree. What a delightful gift. Thank you darling for the lovely thought.
With deep love and affection always,
Your Loving Agnes.Day 2My Dearest JohnToday the postman bought your very sweet Two TurtleDoves. I am delighted, they are adorable.
All my love forever, Agnes.
Day 3Dearest JohnOh, how extravagant you are, I really must protest. I don't deserve such generosity. Three French Hens. I insist you are too kind.
My Love AgnesDay 4Dear JohnWhat can I say. Four calling Birds arrived this morning with the postman.
Your kindness is too much.
Love AgnesDay 5Dearest JohnWhat a surprise. Today the postman delivered five gold rings, one for each finger. You really are an impossible boy, but I love you.
Frankly all the birds are beginning to squawk and are getting on my nerves.
Your Loving AgnesDay 6Dear JohnWhen I opened the door this morning there were actually six bloody great geese laying eggs all over the front step. What on earth do you think I can do with them all?
The neighbours are beginning to smell them and I cannot sleep. Please STOP sending them.
AgnesDay 7JohnWhat is it with you and these f g birds? Now I get seven swans a swimming. Is this some sort of sodding joke? The house is full of bird shit and it's not funny any more. Stop sending these bloody birds.
AgnesDay 8OK BusterI think I prefer the birds. What the hell am I going to do with eight maids a milking? It's enough with those bloody birds but now I have eight cows shitting all over the house and mooing all night.
Lay Off, AgnesDay 9 LOOK CRAPHEADWhat are you? Some Kind of nut? Now I have nine pipers playing and Christ do they play!!! When they aren't playing their sodding pipes, they are chasing the maids through the cow shit. The cows keep mooing and trampling all over the bloody birds and the neighbours are threatening to have me evicted.
Get Knotted, AgnesDay 10YOU ROTTEN BASTARDNow I have ten ladies dancing. How on earth you can call these whores 'ladies' is beyond me. They are pulling the pipers all night long, the cows can't sleep and have diarrhoea. My living room is a sea of shit and the landlord has just declared the building unfit for human habitation.
Piss Off, AgnesDay 11LISTEN SHITFACEWhat with the eleven lords leaping all over the maids and me, I shall never walk again. The pipers are fighting the lords for crumpet and committing sodomy with the cows. All 23 birds are dead and rotting, having been trampled on during the orgy. I hope you are satisfied.
Your sworn enemy AgnesDay 12YOU STINKING LOUSY SHITTwelve drummers have teamed up with the pipers and are making one hell of a f g din. Both lots have been buggering the lords as well as the cows and Christ knows what's happened to the milkmaids. They've probably drowned in Cow shit by now. The only way I've saved myself from being screwed to death is by hiding up that sodding pear tree which has been so well fertilised by shit that it has grown through the bloody roof.
FUCK OFF Agnes
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