Dear X,
This country is so goddamn hot.
Hank Moody is the whipped cream you know you shouldn’t be adding to that calorie laden mocha frappucino (who am I kidding, I never drink Starbucks coffee). He’s the last twenty five gummy bears you shouldn’t have popped into your mouth after the munchies hit. Hank Moody is a rockstar.
Here’s to rockstar living.
Love,
May
