Hello, my name is Dairy Harrisburg. Yep, just like the thing girls write in. My name kinda of sucks doesn't it? I have brown hair and blue eyes. I am a surprising 6'7 and weighs 180 pounds. No, I'm not that guy in the weight room with the tons of muscles. Just turn your head to the left and you'll see the nerdy guy buying tickets to go see cabin in the woods and just so you know, yes I'm the guy with the hot girl on my arm.
I know I'm lucky to get with a girl like that, but don't think it all came easy. I've had to seriously pay to even date her! I mean who had seven evil ex's and a huge family to fight before you could make out? I did! I may be a nerd, but I will do anything for the girl I love. Or think I love. That's why I'm talking to you now. Plain and simple: I need advice about my girl, Andrea Voorhees.
Just so you know, I have a 3% chance of living. If I do anything Andrea doesn't like, it's reduced down to zero. I have a list of people who want to kill me higher than the house on the hill. I hate to be mean, but I'm a nerdy guy and I know nothing about girls. The bad part is: she said she want's to talk about something important and I don't know what it is.
This is huge. So I've decided to tell you all my story up to now so you can understand everything. If I've done something you think is stupid that I don't relies, please tell me. I think it's really important. I think I love her. So if you have any heart at all, listen to me. Continue reading. You don't know how much this all means to me. So please continue.
Ps: If I die in my sleep after posting this, please get my soul from Freddy. Which one I don't know.
Pss: If you know me, please don't tell anyone about this.
Your regards,
Dairy Harrisburg