Open Letter V

[The Truth]

Dear Houston, Texas
I will miss you so much. Whoever wants to leave this wonderful place called Houston. Chacho's nobody makes a better fajita meat quesodilla then you. Frenchy's who will I get to make my fries the way you do? Ohhhh and how can I forget you Whataburger? What can I say you brought me through many a greedy binges with that #6, Whatburger. Max's, Luv Shack, and Main Event I will miss yall the most. Where else can I get in FREE and pay $2 for drinks. I mean c'mon now. DC never ever ever plays the music I want to hear. Those clubs make me want to commit social suicide and stay home. Which I end up doing!! How will I hear my favorite songs? I mean can I bunny hop, josephine johnny, walk like ronald, do my jiggalator, or shake it like a dog in DC? NO!! Oh yes and who can forget the men who never fail to treat me AND my friends like queens. Oh but Houston don't fret come December some wonderful company will offer me a full time position. I can just feel it.
Your whining Texan,
The Truth