Oh God, that's hilarious!
Dear you,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it when you smacked my butt, in your car and I saw you sit on my salt-beef bucket.
I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand that i get turned on by garbage men.
I'm returning the couch cushion to you to you, but I'll keep your left ear and right shoe as a memory.
You should also know that I told my psychiatrist about the bruises and you ruined my attempts at another world war.
Love always,
Kerry