Dear Mother,

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Someday, I will accomplish my dream, to be the best booty stalker.  It's been my dream since I was twelve.  People are wondering was I talking about butts or treasure, but the truth is...the booty is the treasure.  There were so many people who doubted my words, but I'm on my way...MAKIN' MY WAY DOWNTOWN, WALKIN' FAST TO THE BOOTY.  I've already took two years of classes for booty stalking.  From Nicki Minaj to Kim Kardashian...all them booties are just so great.  There may be some fake booties, but I don't care.  

One day, I was in the park, staring at the booties...there was one booty that really caught my eye.  It was all round and...apple-like.  And that was when I was twelve.  That's why I want to be a professional booty stalker.  I don't care how much time it takes; as long as I accomplish my goals, I'm happy. 

One time I saw a flat booty, and I whispered, "Where's your booty?" And the man replied:

"All booties are equal, big and small, round and flat.  As long as we're alive, we have one." And then I replied:

"Those words are very inspirational." I never thought in my life that I'd be the same again.  Just two more years...and I'll be a professional...


BOOTY STALKER.


                                                                                                      Signed,




                                                                                                      Mr. Sirbuttzkin

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