I started this as a way to vent- and it seems other people appreciated it, so now I am formalizing my letters to some of the unloved in the world. They must be unloved or someone else would have told them this stuff already.
10/19/09
flail
Dear Lady flapping her arms about like a muppet (elbows way out, wrists limp and up, shoulders forward) while running:
You look a mess, and you have got to be exhausted from all that flailing
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