Hello Mom and Dad = Ahmad, demon doll!
I will be coming home for your anniversary. = Rebellion! Horrifying. Microwaves. No, Yuma.
Please get the extra cot out of the shed. = Get the tech fuse to a rheostat; explode.
I'd like a spaghetti dinner the evening before I leave.= Vegetarians, believing Hake identifier, telephoned.
Your son, the Dentist =Hideout. Sentry? Tons
I keep getting nonsense text like that in a lot of emails I receive
Should I forward them to the FBI?
But I would like some spaghetti before I leave. Dad makes a helluva sauce.