Fan mail

This story is fiction, and any events or near-similar events in actual life which did transpire have not prejudiced the author toward any figures involved; in other words, the mind, the imagination, the creative facilities have been allowed to run freely, and that means invention, of which said is drawn and caused by living two years short of a quarter of a century with the human race... and is not narrowed down to any specific case, cases, newspaper stories, and was not written to harm, infer or do injustice to any of my fellow creatures involved in circumstances similar to the story to follow.

Dear 'SNL',

           I was invited to post something to your website the other day which intrigued me. It's not something I'm asked to do everyday. Being my curious self I went on the computer and was immediately confused. Just who the hell do you dogcocksuckers think you are. It infuriated me to see such a compilation of confused, naive, piss brain shit posted for all of the public to see. I was insulted to be merely invited to be associated with such a disgraceful act. Taking advantage of people in dire needs to exploit them for your own entertainment you should be ashamed. And about the rainbows - are you homosexuals? The kind of people who would crawl over fifty good pussies just to fuck one little boys asshole? From what I can gather this must be true. I could kill sons of bitches like you.

Wraser Fith
Anonymous Redheaded J. Ennis Fabric Employee
NOT AN SNL FAN