You’ve freed me from the shackles of misogyny.
Pam — your morals are buttered with goodness. I’m glad to have glazed your ham, Pam.
Pamela…A million tears I now cry.
All you needed was to transmit your love fabrics.
Dearest Pam, your linen is moist; I’m so happy to have rogered you!
You make me feel like a happy trout! Swimming in the ennobling waters of your marmalade.
It’s a joy to be lost in your Fortress of Rectitude, Pam. I wish to bring you cold cuts and other gift meats.
Let’s make music together! Let’s text each other.
Love’s sweet mildew has sickened us both…