O!

Lady Pam…

You’ve eman­ci­pated me from the con­straints of chau­vin­ism! Freed me from the shack­les of misog­yny that so weighed me down!

PAM!

Pam — your morals are but­tered with good­ness. I’m glad that I made you feel beau­ti­ful, to have glazed your ham, Pam.

Pamela…How I dimin­ished you in years past with such names as “trol­lop” and “tart”! A mil­lion tears I now cry!

Pam!

All you needed was to trans­mit your love fab­rics! Now every­thing is peachy!

Pam!

Dearest Pamela, your linen is moist; I am happy that my ten­dril per­mit­ted this. I’m so happy to have rodgered you!

Pam!

O’ Pam — You make me feel like such a happy trout! Swimming in the ennobling waters of Pam’s 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!

Pam!

Let’s make music together! Let’s text each other!

Pam!

Pam sweet Pam.

Love’s sweet mildew has sick­ened us both…

PAM.

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