Letter to My Sewing Machine

Dearest Crap Shoot,

I know it's the month of Halloween and since you're pure evil, you probably want to do a little celebrating. Sure, playing mind tricks on the crafty one around here seems like just plain fun but you will pay. Oh you will pay. Go ahead and have your evil month of Hallow's Eve fun. Be my guest.

Next month is thanksgiving where we stuff turkeys like you and put them in the oven at high heats. Oh I can't wait until the day I can bake your butt. Or take you to the renaissance festival and have them catapult you into the next century. Either way, I will be happy and you will be gone.

Love,

The Queen