Dear Mr Podhorridz: I am a poor Iranian living in Tehran. I know you are a powerful man. You sent the US bombs to Iraq. I am happy you killed Saddam. He killed many of us. Please dont kill us. You killed many Iraqis babys. Many Iraqi womens. You are powerful. Please. Please. The american bobms you send to Iraq have very sharp pieces inside that cut bodies of childrens. We are poor. Our airplanes are falling down. Our air is bad. Our president is stupid. Please. Have mercy. You are old. Maybe if you have mercy on us, God will forgive you for killing Iraqi babies. Maybbe. Love, Hushang.
Dear Mr Podhorridz: I am a poor Iranian living in Tehran. I know you are a powerful man. You sent the US bombs to Iraq. I am happy you killed Saddam. He killed many of us. Please dont kill us. You killed many Iraqis babys. Many Iraqi womens. You are powerful. Please. Please. The american bobms you send to Iraq have very sharp pieces inside that cut bodies of childrens. We are poor. Our airplanes are falling down. Our air is bad. Our president is stupid. Please. Have mercy. You are old. Maybe if you have mercy on us, God will forgive you for killing Iraqi babies. Maybbe. Love, Hushang.