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Written comedy material that launched our company! A parody of Dear Abby. 150 scripts sent via email.
Written comedy material that launched our company! A parody of Dear Abby. 150 scripts sent via email.
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| Dear __________: I have a very low fertility threshold. I recently became pregnant from listening to your radio show. What should I do now? A mother-to-be in __________ (your town). |
| Dear M.T.B.: And here I thought my radio show was impregnable! I’m sorry but what you tell me seems inconceivable…unless, perhaps, I wasn’t breathing through my diaphragm! |
| Dear __________: I know my boyfriend doesn’t make a lot of money, but I think that it’s wrong for him to ask me to chip in for gas when we go out. What do you think? Maria from __________ (nearby town or suburb) |
| Dear Maria: I’m on your side. I have never asked a date to chip in for gas. After all, it’s hard enough to get them to pay for dinner! |
| Dear __________: My girlfriend is wonderful, except for one thing…she eats with her fingers. Should I discourage her, dump her, or forget about it? Disgusted in __________ (local suburb). |
| Dear Disgusted: You know, one third of the world eats with their fingers. Unfortunately, it’s not this third. Try to make the most of it…and paint yourself to look like a chicken! |
| Dear_________: When my husband and I were married, he was a budding law student. He passed the bar, but now he never works on any cases. My dreams of living in the upper class have turned to dust. What should I do? -Sad in ___________(local not too affluent area) |
| Dear Sad: Well, it’s like I’ve always said. Don’t marry a lawyer until you’ve seen his briefs. A friend of mine passed the bar seven years ago…and he hasn’t passed one since. His toughest case was 24 cans of Miller. |