Dear Bagman,
You owe me $18.88 for cake ingrediants and files. You are getting slow, old man! Those files were marked “Hi-Speed” and all packaged in pretty pink stuff so I, a girl, would be attracted to them.I’m surprised it took you so long to get out!
I hope the other inmates enjoyed the cake, and I just know you shared with the jail staff. I’ve heard about you and that female guard laughing it up over MY MADE FROM SCRATCH CARROT CAKE THAT I SWEATED OVER (cough cough), so I’m very glad you made some new friends.
See you around the record player!
Love, love, love carrot cake!!!
Thanks, Granny Clampett!!!