Dear Mr Romano,
Hello. I'm Lea Jones, personification of Wisconsin. One of Alfreds children. And before you say- uh, WRITE about my dad being a completeidiot, I'm already aware of what the global climate is toward my father. And yes, bosses can be really, really, just - well, DICKS sometimes, can't they. My governor had my entire state in an uproar last year... Ugh. Talk about a headache. Ugh, shit I'm rambling...
Anyways, have fun bein pissed at your brothers boyfriend.
goodbye,
Lea Jones, Personifacation of Wisconsin.
Ciao,
At least you are aware of my feelings, so I won't have to repeat myself. So you are another one of the hamburger loving b-uhh… guy's spawn…
That's a good way to put it. Usually mio fratello has to deal with our boss more, since I deal with the mafia…but this time my boss decided to be, un cazzo.
What did he do to cause your state to go into an uproar?
That's not as much rambling as Feli usually does at least.
Ugh, don't call that potato bastard my brothers boyfriend…
Romano