My Apologies

Dear Mama Rainy,

Yesterday we was havin a good time hangin out watchin the Tennessee-Florida football game with Aunt Kim and Cousin Lily and my brothers.  It was a real tense game!  I was torn as to who to root for: I am a born and raised Tennessee boy, and also I am orange.  However, now we live in Florida and our mascot is the gator, and how can you not root for a gator like my good friend Peanut.  However again, the fans look kinda stupid doin their chompy jaws, I can't say I like that.

But I digress.  I admit to switchin loyalties and even statin that I can't lose if I root for both teams.  I might have been a little drunk.  Well, not really.  Anyway, I do remember gettin real excited at one point and yellin out "Kiss my ass, Mama Rainy!  Kiss my ass!" when Florida lowered the boom that one last time on Tennessee, who you was rootin for. You shoulda seen the look of shock on my face when I realized I had taken things too far. I realized it about 5 minutes after you said, "Simon you take things too far."  And by Simon, I mean Julie.  Dang.

I just wanted to tell you that my mom and me is real sorry we rubbed it in your face that our team was winnin.  Also we are sorry that I kept switchin teams.  I love you, Mama Rainy, and so does my mom, and we was just harrassin you like always and sometimes we don't know when we just gone about 50 yards too far.  We's sometimes like Forrest Gump runnin clear out the stadium with the football.

Anyways, I just wanted to say I'm sorry and I hope we can continue havin our good times together.  I love having our deep conversations and I would be real sad if we couldn't talk no more.  I'll try to be nicer.

Love Simon