Post by sukismom on Dec 27, 2008 23:52:13 GMT -5
Dear Mom,
I just got the news about Caylee. I just want you to know that I didn’t do it, okay? When I told you to look locally, and that she was very close to home, that was just a guess, okay? If they find my fingerprints on that duct tape, it’s because Zanny actually asked me to borrow some duct tape one day. So I went to the house and got some. She told me that she needed to repair the drum heads on the drumset that Caylee loved to play with, and I thought that you wouldn’t care. So my fingerprints are probably all over that duct tape, okay? Well…enough about that. I thought I’d let you know that I got so upset today that I barfed every bit of grit that I ate for breakfast this morning. The worst part is, after the grits came up, then came the bologna and cheese. Yuck! That’s not the worst part! The worst part is that I had finally gotten a new pair of flip flops from the jail store, and they were both the same size! So when I was barfing, my flip flop got caught on something and broke the thong part right off. Stupid flip flops! Those things cost me about $40! Can you believe that? So I’m back to wearing the free ones they gave me when I got here, and they are two different sizes. One is a size 6, and the other one is a size 8. I hate to yammer on about myself, but I can’t just sit around crying all day. I have to think about other things, ya know? Do other things to keep my mind off of Caylee. It’s what’s best. Jose a.k.a my Huggie Pants, says that I shouldn’t think about what I’ve done too much, because it might cause me to say something incriminating. Ooops, I mean…not what I’ve done…I mean about what Zanny has done. I told you that Caylee was in danger, but no one would listen! Now look what’s happened! Oh well, it’s not my problem…I’m stuck in here! Oh yeah, one more thing, the garbage bag that they found her in is probably from the house, too! Don’t get mad, but Zanny ran out of garbage bags one day. She had a big party for Caylee, and some of her friends came over. They had cupcakes, and a tea party. They made a huge mess, and Zanny didn’t have any garbage bags for the clean up. So I went to the house and grabbed a couple from our stash. I guess that’s my luck that she put Caylee in one of those bags. Boy, I hope they listen to me this time! Caylee would probably still be here if I was out of this place! Well…gotta go, I’m gonna go see if I can’t get someone to trade me a size 8 flip flop, for a size 6! Oh my gosh! That’s gonna be harder than eating the grits they serve around here! Tell everyone I love them, and I’ll see them soon! I’m sure I’ll be getting out of here since they’ve found Caylee. I told you that everything would make sense when she was found, didn’t I?
Kissy Poos,
Casey
I just got the news about Caylee. I just want you to know that I didn’t do it, okay? When I told you to look locally, and that she was very close to home, that was just a guess, okay? If they find my fingerprints on that duct tape, it’s because Zanny actually asked me to borrow some duct tape one day. So I went to the house and got some. She told me that she needed to repair the drum heads on the drumset that Caylee loved to play with, and I thought that you wouldn’t care. So my fingerprints are probably all over that duct tape, okay? Well…enough about that. I thought I’d let you know that I got so upset today that I barfed every bit of grit that I ate for breakfast this morning. The worst part is, after the grits came up, then came the bologna and cheese. Yuck! That’s not the worst part! The worst part is that I had finally gotten a new pair of flip flops from the jail store, and they were both the same size! So when I was barfing, my flip flop got caught on something and broke the thong part right off. Stupid flip flops! Those things cost me about $40! Can you believe that? So I’m back to wearing the free ones they gave me when I got here, and they are two different sizes. One is a size 6, and the other one is a size 8. I hate to yammer on about myself, but I can’t just sit around crying all day. I have to think about other things, ya know? Do other things to keep my mind off of Caylee. It’s what’s best. Jose a.k.a my Huggie Pants, says that I shouldn’t think about what I’ve done too much, because it might cause me to say something incriminating. Ooops, I mean…not what I’ve done…I mean about what Zanny has done. I told you that Caylee was in danger, but no one would listen! Now look what’s happened! Oh well, it’s not my problem…I’m stuck in here! Oh yeah, one more thing, the garbage bag that they found her in is probably from the house, too! Don’t get mad, but Zanny ran out of garbage bags one day. She had a big party for Caylee, and some of her friends came over. They had cupcakes, and a tea party. They made a huge mess, and Zanny didn’t have any garbage bags for the clean up. So I went to the house and grabbed a couple from our stash. I guess that’s my luck that she put Caylee in one of those bags. Boy, I hope they listen to me this time! Caylee would probably still be here if I was out of this place! Well…gotta go, I’m gonna go see if I can’t get someone to trade me a size 8 flip flop, for a size 6! Oh my gosh! That’s gonna be harder than eating the grits they serve around here! Tell everyone I love them, and I’ll see them soon! I’m sure I’ll be getting out of here since they’ve found Caylee. I told you that everything would make sense when she was found, didn’t I?
Kissy Poos,
Casey