Tuesday, June 7, 2016

A Letter Sent From Mister Andrew Jackson, President of the United States (Q2)

(what part of society are you in?)

Hey Rachel, sweetums, sugar-pie, apple of my eye!
So I'm thinking I'm going to be a little late to dinner tonight (which had better be cerviche with lime garnish! You know how I like it), as I am sooooo busy at work right now. I mean, sure, I'm pretty much lying around and throwing darts at a wall, trying to decide what country to attack next, but that is SUCH a strain on my wrist, you know. I'm practically a slave! Which reminds me, make the slaves work harder in the cotton fields, I need some new cotton pillows. Alas, the pain and burden of being an upper-class man!

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