Today is Friday. (You won't read this till Monday) Today had been Cartman's terrible horrible no good very bad day.
You just did a rock ritual. (This is my last day in this school) Wendy accused me of picking on Butters Stotch. She's right. But it was nothing against him. That's my style. I picked on lots of kids.
I'll probably so the same thing in Hawaii. It's like what they day in the Air Force: "The best defense is a good offence"
Today I cried in school. I haven't done that since the fourth grade! Kids probably think I got upset because of what Wendy said.
Wrong!
It was because of Mr. Kitty, my kitty. I can't take her to Hawaii. It's too cruel to quarantine him for so long, so after school I'm going to give him to Stan Marsh.
It's the best thing for Mr. Kitty. (Even though is horrible for me)
Your former student,
Eric Cartman.
P.S. I'm going to ask my Step Dad if I can get a new cat when we get to Hawaii. Or a puppy.
P.P.S It's okay if you let Wendy Testaburger read this letter.
YOU ARE READING
Flying Solo {Completed}
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