Dennis

I’m moving into my new apartment, so I just got one last thing to say to you then I’ll be out of your life forever. Dear Liz Lemon, though other women have bigger boobs than you. No women has a big a heart. And when I saw you getting ready to go out and get nailed by a bunch of guys last night, I knew for sure it was over between us. And for the first time since the ’86 World Series, I cried. I cried like a big dumb homo. And if it were up to me, we’d be together forever. But there is a new thing called “Women’s Liberation” which gives women a right to choose and you have chosen to abort me. And that I must live with. So tonight when you arrive home, I'll be gone. I officially renounce my squatter's rights. I'll always love you. Goodbye and good luck. I'll never forget you.