I write you this letter, hoping to make things better. Not really sure what happened, it wasn't quite what I imagined. We were once the best of friends, what can I do to make amends. You don't answer my telephone calls, did you suddenly loose your *****. Not sure what I did so wrong, thought our friendship was very strong. We used to do everything together, not a storm we couldn't weather. Now I'm bored and feeling alone, will you please just throw me a bone. My once pal, I hope you're not my enemy, remember when we planned to **** Kennedy, Then we killed and buried Jimmy Hoffa, we drowned our guilt with a bottle of *****. I'm starting to worry, maybe you're missing, remember all the girls we shared kissing. We had a ******* every night, our future was so bright. I miss our random killing spree, nothing made us feel more free. We were called the dynamic duo, now I'm just riding solo. I picked up a newspaper and what did I see, you were found at the bottom of the sea. Now I know why you never returned my text, I better run or I'll be next. No reason to send this letter now, then one day while milking my cow, the F.B.I. gave me a visit, I had no get out of jail ticket. I got sentenced to the penalty of death, I wish we were together when we took our last breath.