Dear MacBook:
I want you, I want you badly. You know how gorgeous you are, I'm sure you hear it from everyone all the time. Your simple and exquisite lines. Utilitarian and modern design. Nothing is sexier. Your like, so high fashion, so thin, what's your secret? The things you do make me wild. That 13 inch LED lit screen is hypnotic, I most definitely can handle those 13 inches.
I know you can fulfill my fantasy. There is so much cache that comes along with you. Oh is that guy using a MacBook? He must be somebody, somebody artistic and with it, he knows whats up. They'll be like: "Can we take photobooth pictures with you?".
There's only one problem. Why the fuck do you have to cost $1,299.00???!!! Bitch are you crazy? You know this is a recession right? I can't eat you and you wont make me healthier. At night you wont keep me warm and technically speaking I cant insert my dick into you. Of course you could fulfill my other needs....but...you're $1,2990 away. On a distant island where other Apple products coolly sit looking smug and nonchalant.
Do you want me to be in debt? Like millions of other of Americans? How many hours do I have to toil away in order to get to you. A shit-load, that's how much. Ugh...I hate that I love you.
