Dear Packers,
It’s with great concernment that I write you this letter. As the paintball season commences and our paths are bound to cross, I must ask a favor of great magnitude; a favor which shall test your resolve as a gentleman— nay, as a human being. As we ascend to the center of the field and the battle wages on, I’m left bewildered by the flash of the name “Carilli.”
What’s a Carilli? Who’s a Carilli?
If it weren’t for your swift movements and Earthworm Jim silhouette, I fear I wouldn’t be able to distinguish you from the enemy. To eradicate this fear, I must ask that you, post-haste, change your jersey to read the appropriate name, for I truly don’t even know your first name. You are Packers.
Yours in verisimilitude,
Riot
It’s with great concernment that I write you this letter. As the paintball season commences and our paths are bound to cross, I must ask a favor of great magnitude; a favor which shall test your resolve as a gentleman— nay, as a human being. As we ascend to the center of the field and the battle wages on, I’m left bewildered by the flash of the name “Carilli.”
What’s a Carilli? Who’s a Carilli?
If it weren’t for your swift movements and Earthworm Jim silhouette, I fear I wouldn’t be able to distinguish you from the enemy. To eradicate this fear, I must ask that you, post-haste, change your jersey to read the appropriate name, for I truly don’t even know your first name. You are Packers.
Yours in verisimilitude,
Riot
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