Rob, Motown and a walk down memory lane with EastFriend

Yes it’s true! One last day of a double post. We end our anniversary week with a letter penned by EastFriend of The Quad. Eastfriend, being the oldest wisest among us, thought she’d center her letter around some of her favorite memories from the past year. She’s included many links for all you newbies to go back & check out what we talked about way-back-when! Instructions: play the video and sing along while you look at the rest of the letter!

Dear Moon, UC, and Rob,

One year…I can’t believe it’s been only a year, when it seems as you’ve been in my life for at least a decade. Back when the three of you were teenagers and I was in my mid-20’s. Whatever.

I tried to pen a letter that would adequately reflect the love and affection (sing it, Nelson!) I hold in my heart for each of you. But since we all (and by “we all,” I clearly mean the five us…those to whom this letter is addressed, and WestFriend, of course) are lovers of a great tune, I found a better way to express my love. It’s Motown style, thankyouverymuch.

Moon & UC, I’d be your faux lesbian life partner any day. And Robert Thomas Pattinson…well, when grown, married women write of the stuff they’d like to do to you, it just gets creepy. And I’m not creepy. At all. Nor did I start that whole dumpster shiz. Ahem. (Love you.)

Baby, It’s You… (by The Shirelles)

(thanks to The Shirelles for providing me with a soundtrack for my walk down memory lane.)

It’s not the way you smile, that touched my heart…

OK, it does touch me. You and that "foreplay" look right there.

It’s not the way you kiss, that tears me apart…

(But--SWOON--that does kinda tear me apart. In a good way. Amen.)

Many, many nights roll by…I sit alone at home and cry, over you…what did you do? You done gone & tucked your shiz, that’s what you did…

We were horrified, and accomplished nothing that day. Except looking at you.

Read more after the jump!
‘Cause baby, it’s you…Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la…

It’s not the way I turned lesbian for Sam Bradley’s mother:

It’s not the way you had Almanzo Wilder hair...

Doesn’t matter what they say, I know we’ll meet behind a dumpster one day…

What can I do? When it’s true? I can’t help myself…’Cause baby, it’s you…

Even when you looked less-than-awesome and we got all controversial and "Quad" became the latest 4-letter word.

Yes, Rob…it is you. Never before has a man inspired four grown women to waste countless hours of their day in a manner such as this. Thank God we’re normal for it! Thank God for Moon & UC and this website…who’ve made all this joy possible.

If I don’t shut up now I’m gonna sound like a cheesy Hallmark Channel movie. And we can’t have that, or else my fan cred is lost forever.

Special hugs and sloppy kisses to all of you,
EastFriend

We love you EastFriend LONG TIME. From the presents you sent us within a few days of knowing each other (I mean, seriously, it was a travesty I had never seen “Girls just wanna Have fun”) to the jokes we’ve had and inappropriate emails we’ve sent and pictures we’ve texted (okay I’ve  texted…) it’s been a blast. Thank you for being such an important part of LTT/LTR! XOXO

This is our 2nd-post of the day! Did you read the first one yet? You don’t want to miss this: Coo-Coo for Pattinson and PLEASE MAKE SURE, even if you’re not an LTT reader, to go over and LOVE LOVE LOVE Moon’s video she made today!