I'm completely ripping this thread off from another forum, but I thought it was a really interesting idea. Basically, this thread will be (hopefully... if people respond) dedicated to any open letters to those who will never read them. Have any messages for some idiot who ripped you off? That old lady at the grocery store who sneaks produce into her ugly knit bag? Your friends? Family? Yourself? Just get it off your chest.

 

(and the funny thing is i stole that intro off another forum..so its now been stolen twice :rolleyes: )

here's an example

 

Dear School

I'm, Gone Out Of You!

Bye x

 

and

 

Dear Razorlight

New Single Is Class!

Byeeeeeeeee! x

 

You Get What I Mean? if so, post away!

...if not, i will be holding evening classes to explain what its all about

..and if you still dont understand..

then in the words of john cleese

 

"what happens if you dont like duck?..then you are rather stuck":rolleyes:

 

btw sorry if this thread has been done before....im posting it now anyway...who's gonna stop me? the Government!!!? :rolleyes:

Dear mother,

I'm gay.

Bye! Daniela.

Dear Chris Martin,

You're so hot.

love, x

 

Like that?

you got the hang of it briggins :rolleyes:

WOO!

Dear Chris Martin,

YOU ARE THE GREATEST GUY EVER!

From,

Simon :D

 

-----------------------------------------------

 

Dear Gordon Brown,

God you suck at being a Prime Minister!,

From,

Simon

 

 

 

 

 

:D

Dear Gordon Brown,

God you suck at being a Prime Minister!,

From,

Simon

 

 

 

 

 

:D

Haha, i like it. :P

Dear Ari

You rock

Bye

dear peter kay,

 

this programme better be good...if not, im huntin' you down!...biatch!(as the hippedy hoppedy people say :rolleyes:)

 

Byeeee!

Dear God,

When is the end of the world coming?

Thank you.

--

Dear Pep Guardiola,

You are so HOT! And thank you God for that.

 

Peace. :crown:

Dear everyone,

I've hated you all ever since you made a bigger strawberry than moi.

Yours forever,

Hurt.

Dear Chaz,

I Can't Find Dave!

 

Bye!

Dear Chris Martin,

My grandma wants to beat you with her wood spoon once i always listen to Coldplay in the maximum. Can you come over here so she can beat you and then you can spend the night in my bedroom, i mean, house?

Bye,

Daniela.

This is well gay

 

from your beloved coldplayer avid chris martin lover and general frozeness

 

frozen

Dear weird little girls and boys on this thread,

 

Quit messing up this board with your annoying posts!

 

<3 talkingonsquareone89

 

 

P.S.: yeah you know who you are, you new members of this year...

Dear guy who sits behind grls on the band bus and makes me laugh by pretending to stroke their hair and also has a weird Hitler fetish,

 

I luff you.

 

Not-so-sincerely,

Emily

Dear moth in my garderobe!

Thank you for eating that hole into my Coldplay T-Shirt! :dozey:

Just wait till I bought the right things to knock you on the head!! :angry:

Yours sincerely,

Dani

Dear postman

 

If you don't stop leaving rubber bands outside my flat I will make a VERY big ball out of them and bounce it off your head.

 

Humbly yours

 

kimchi

Dear weird little girls and boys on this thread,

 

Quit messing up this board with your annoying posts!

 

<3 talkingonsquareone89

 

 

P.S.: yeah you know who you are, you new members of this year...

:cry:

Dear weird little girls and boys on this thread,

 

Quit messing up this board with your annoying posts!

 

<3 talkingonsquareone89

 

 

P.S.: yeah you know who you are, you new members of this year...

 

 

your friendly :dozey:

Dear Coldplay92,

 

Your incorrect use of "your" sickens me, sort it out.

 

Lots of love,

Nathan

dear nathan

 

sorry You Are annoyed by this

 

Bye!

Dear 9 O'Clock,

 

Hurry up and arrive please

 

Yours patiently,

Nathan

Dear Nathan,

 

Matt Derbyshire is out for the rest of the season (not irl) and I am going to cut myself.

 

Yours worryingly,

Jack.

Dear Jack,

 

That leaves you with quite a sitution up front then :|

 

I would loan you Owen or Xisco if I could

 

Yours understandingly,

Nathan