*Is a little punch-drunk*

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Dear Chai:

Thank you for being so yummy and spicy and milky and yum. The world is better with you in it.

Love and Kisses,
Bunneh

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Dear Baking Powder in my Cupboard:

You're a lying h0r.  You were supposed to keep until MAY, bitch.  I went through TWO spice cakes because of you, thinking that I somehow screwed up the folding of egg-whites into the rest of the batter.  I went through the recipe TWICE, and have decided it's YOUR fault.  Do you have any idea how many eggs I wasted?  Do you really think this is going to deter me?  Hells no.  I'm replacing your less-than-fresh self and making that damned thing again.  I just need another orange and some more dark brown sugar.  You will not win, do you hear me?!  I WILL PREVAIL.

Love and Kisses,
Bunneh

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Dear Steve Madden,

Your fuzzy slippers roxxor5.  Why do you make them so hard to find?

Love and Kisses,
Bunneh

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Dear Body,

It's only 8:20.  You don't really want to go to bed.  It's an illusion.  You'll feel better after more chai.

Love and Kisses,
Bunneh