"Hey guys I got a secret admirer letter!" Popuri screamed as she ran to her friends.
"Have you even like read it yet?" Tiffany asked.
"No, but that doesn't matter!" she stuck her tongue out and Tiffany did the same.
"Stop it you two! Popuri would you read it?' Karen asked.
"Fine. Dear Miss Popuri! (he called me Miss!) You may not recall my lamp (I don't recall his lamp!), but I met you at the hott cocktail party by our idiot friend, Claire."
"What? I never had a cocktail party…" Claire said innocently.
"Shhhh! We had a hott talk about hott Pizza Hut, and I was impressed by your hott conversation and your grasp of the hott situation. Also, I was very attracted by your hott eyes, your hott little chin, and your hott teeth. If you'll pardon me for seeming beautiful, I was fascinated by your hott walk and by your hott figure. I hope I made a hott impression, and that we can get together for a nice walk next week. Quickly Yours," the room went silent for a moment, "RICK!!" She threw the letter and stormed off.