Dear _______________,
Now that the drunken haze has lifted, fallen again, lifted again and is now settling in a sort of whiskey-tinged twilight, I find myself thinking about what happened on ________________.
I am so, so, so sorry for my behaviour. I was completely wrong to(Tick where appropriate):
_ Call you a complete and utter _____________
_ Steal your _______________ and then ________ on it
_ Threaten to shove a _________ up your ____________
_ Punch your (girlfriend / boyfriend / dog / mother / car / genitals) Delete where applicable
_ Have sex with your (girlfriend / boyfriend / dog / mother / car / genitals) Delete where applicable
I realise now that you were right - I am an absolute ____________ with a face like a _____________. I am beneath your contempt, and deserve a sharp, swift kick to the _____________. If it's any consolation, I will gladly:
_ Publicly admit that I am a _____________
_ Wash your ___________ and dry it with my _____________
_ Stand outside ____________ wearing a sign saying "___________________"
_ Rip off my own ___________ with a rusty _____________
_ Buy you a ___________ and feed it every day.
_ Pay for your ___________ surgery.
_ Apologise in person (please only tick this option in cases of extreme offence, i.e. dead family members)
Please though, forgive me. My life is an empty void without you. And you still have my keys.
Eternal Love,
_________________________________
bol, bastard
* Your statutory rights are not affected. Forgiveness is desired but not essential. Not applicable in North Korea.