Showing posts with label Neiman Marcus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neiman Marcus. Show all posts

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Magnolia


Hi Dawlin',

I seen Magnolia today in hur daddy's Corniche. She sed id wuz so hot that she culdnt stumble to a sell rack at Neeman Marcus, even if id had a neon sine on top of id wif too disco balls tide on thee inds.

Everwon here in Dallas id concurned bout yure deadline.

Like Tennesse Williams sed, "if I dont kill a bottl uf Suthern Comfert bye noon, and make theez pincils fly, my publishr is gonna snatch back my advanc moni."

Yur Sex Musheen xxx

 
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