"To my dearest husband Derek
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Date: 2009-06-11, 11:20PM CDT
So Ive heard you have been stalking this page for several weeks now in a desperate hunt for a good deal. I know the thought of a sport bike gets your blood pumping and your adrenaline going. I hear non stop abuot this bike and that one and even though I have agreed to let you buy one it still wont be til August. Darling you know I love you and you mean the world to me, but I beleive this fascination is starting to put a damper on our relationship. Everytime we start to play around in bed I get this horrible feeling that its not me your thinking about, and Im not the one to get you excited. Instead i fear that you feel you have a duty to me in order to fulfill your stupid dream of getting a stupid bike. Last night you woke me up talking in your sleep. You told me to just jump on. I was weary, I didnt know if you were dreaming or if you wanted to go at it again. So I slowly let me hand creep south, but to my dissappointment you pushed it away. I rolled over with a bit of anger. I'm really starting to get jealous. Jealous of a bike that doesnt exsist. I know that sounds stupid but listen, what if I was obsessed with a really big, super powered viberator. I dreamt about, and every day i talked about how I wish we had enough money to go out and buy it. I stop by the sex store everyday just to look at it and ponder over what color I may buy if I ever get a chance. Yea, thats how I'm feeling right about now. I hope after this you feel like total crap and you quit obsessing over a bike. Your going to get one already...just wait til freaking august. I love you and I hope this doesnt destroy our marriage.
LOVE.
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Poor guy.
Raymond
