1. Message In a Bottle of an 11 Year Old Kid found after 30 Years

 

 

The letter reads:

My name is Kirk Himes. I am 11 years old.

I would like to find out where my bottle lands.

If you find this letter, write a letter to: Griffin Georgia

##55 Dutchimas Road 90223.

P.S. If my bottle lands in the Georgina area, call 404-227-3841 then throw it back in the ocean.

 

 

2. Message In a Bottle of 21 year old to his sister while he was at sea, found

 

The letter reads:

Myself and

12 Septemter 2010

Ms. Jilian Eads
Vice President - Human Resource Department
Glax-Hall Corp.
5th Floor McCLane Bldg.
2419 Madden St.
Los Angeles California


Dear Ms. Eads:

Thank you for posting your need for accounting staff on New York Times.  I am available to fill this opening and can begin work immediately after hiring.

I am a Certified Public Accountant after passing the board August 2010. I graduated with a degree in B.S. Accountancy from the Pasadena Community College with a GPA of 3.5.

For my thesis, I proposed an accounting system that would allow an automated, systematic and accurate accounting of petty cash liquidation for Small

dear you, yes you. there are things that i cant really tell you. there are times or should i say most of the time when all i can do is just sit down and cry. i want to scream but im afraid you might here me.

 

boy i lost everything just to be with you. a man who really loves me commited suicide because of knowing that i dont feel the same way for him.

no, i dont blame you for that because i know fate brings us where our soul can be satisfied, happy and contended. his death

The first quarter was a high. It had the melodic riffs of a Jimi Hendrix and the timelessness of The Beatles. The drums were heartpounding like that of the Rolling Stone. The vocals were belted out loudly but clearly enunciated like that of Linkin Park.
It was a little bit Rock N Roll.

The second quarter was lyrically magical, like that of an Aretha Franklin. The vocals were difficult to follow, often shifting from lows to highs to beyond like that of a Macy Gray. There was sax, there was violin, ocassionally there was harp and, surprisingly, some a capella.
It was a

after a while, you'll realize that romance fades away
when it does, love is the only thing that can hold a relationship together

after a while, you'll realize that goodbyes are forever
and that waiting, hoping, and believing will never bring the person back

after a while, you'll realize that even the ones that love you the most are capable of hurting you
when they do, forgiveness is sometimes hardest to give to the ones you love the most

after a while, you'll realize that even you are capable of hurting others
and others might forgive you sooner than you will forgive yourself

after a while, you'll realize

 

Dear Lady Gaga,

If your music is great, you don't need the costumes and the stunt to get noticed. Go on stage without the make up and sing. Will your music hold?

 

 

 

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Black,

I don't hate your daughter. I hate you. She's a minor. You're supposed to guide her. You're not doing a good job. You're humiliating her.


 

 

Dear Britney Spears.

You don't write your own music, you don't sing live... if all you can do is dance, then you should have joined America's Best Dance Crew.


 

 

 

An Open Letter to the President of the United States of America. Sean Penn paid $56,000 for this to appear on Washington Post. This is a paid advertisment.

Mr. Bush:

Good morning sir. Like you, I am a father and an American. Like you, I consider myself a patriot. Like you, I was horrified by the events of this past year, concerned for my family and my country. However, I do not believe in a simplistic and inflammatory view of good and evil. I believe this is a big world full of men, women, and children who struggle to eat,