One letter I adore involved a man who trained his parrot to say 'Evidence suggests otherwise' during arguments with his wife. Abby’s reply? 'Divorce the bird first.' The sheer chaos of that situation encapsulates why her column rules—it’s a mix of relatable pettiness and surreal humor. Another unforgettable one was a reader asking if they should correct their friend’s mispronunciation of 'espresso' ('expresso') after 10 years. Abby’s take: 'Let it brew.’ Her puns were legendary. The letters where people revealed their quirks—like the guy who insisted on vacuuming in a Superman cape—and Abby responded with zero judgment, just warmth, are why her advice still resonates. She made normalcy overrated.
A personal favorite is the letter from a guy who signed his emails 'Yours truculently' and wondered why people found him off-putting. Abby’s response: 'Truculent means aggressive. Try ‘cordially’ unless you’re declaring war.' It’s peak Abby—equal parts grammar lesson and social critique. Another standout was a mom complaining about her adult son’s 'emotional support watermelon' (he carried it everywhere), and Abby just said, 'At least it’s hydrating.' The way she reframed weirdness into something endearing gets me.
Her wisest moment, though, was answering a reader who asked, 'How do I stop caring what others think?' Abby wrote, 'Start by realizing they’re too busy caring what YOU think about THEM.' It’s the kind of insight that sticks with you. Her column was never just advice; it was a masterclass in human nature, served with a side of wit.
There's this one 'Dear Abby' letter that lives rent-free in my head—a woman wrote in panicking because her husband insisted on eating cereal with a fork to 'avoid soggy bites.' Abby's deadpan response? 'Tell him to eat faster.' The sheer absurdity of the problem paired with Abby’s no-nonsense solution kills me every time. Another gem was a teen asking if it was weird to name their goldfish after historical dictators (Hitlerfish, Stalinfish, etc.), and Abby’s reply was, 'Only if you plan to introduce them at parties.' Her ability to blend wit with practicality is unmatched.
Then there’s the classic from a bride stressed about her fiancé’s habit of wearing mismatched socks to formal events. Abby’s advice: 'Let him. Happiness is more important than symmetry.' It’s these little moments where she turns trivial dilemmas into life lessons that make her column timeless. I’ve clipped so many of her letters over the years—they’re like comfort food in newsprint form.
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Dear Wife, I Hate You
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I was never supposed to be his bride, I was the mistake he couldn’t erase.
Killian hated me for breathing and for simply existing. His eyes burned with anger every time they landed on me. There was so much hate and heat between us, I could barely breathe.
Then there was Nolan, his brother.
Quiet, but dangerous.
He didn’t look at me like I was broken.
He looked at me like he wanted to take everything I had—body and soul.
I didn’t mean for this to happen.
But guilt tastes a lot like desire when you’re starving for something real.
And now I’m caught between two brothers…one who wants to hurt me, and one who already has.
This isn’t just a love triangle.
It’s a war.
And I’m the weapon.
Seven HOT age gab (forbidden) Romance Stories in one, inclusive a bonus story!
*Dear Daddy
*Dear Stepson
*Dear Stepdaddy
*Dear Teacher
*Dear Doctor
*Dear shy, sexy Professor
Bonus story: My boyfriend's uncle.
She was born without a wolf, but with a face that could move mountains….and a father who sold her piece by piece for power.
Lyra Moonveil is the "Wolfless Princess," a silent ornament in her father’s court, traded to the cold and powerful Alpha Draven Blackthorn to be his trophy wife. She is a bird in a gilded cage, meant to be seen and never heard, while her husband’s heart belongs to another.
But the cage rattles when Ace Blackthorn, Draven’s exiled brother, returns. Ace doesn’t just see a silent doll; he hears the command in her voice and senses the dormant power vibrating beneath her skin. He wants the throne, he wants revenge, and most dangerously, he wants his brother’s wife.
As a dark, obsessive bond forms between them, Lyra must decide: stay a silent prisoner to the laws of wolves, or unseal the monster within and burn the pack to the ground.
Dear Ex, Your Father Fxxked Me Better: Filthy Shorts
Tamara Love
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She found out her ex borrowed loan in her name and used the only house her father gave her as a collateral a day before his death so she let his father fuck her in her mourning dress during his funeral service. She caught her hockey captain boyfriend giving bj to his teammate so she stepped walked up to the principal which was his father and dropped her panties in front of him. Caught her husband of five years dryhumping her sister so she signed the divorce papers and fucked her dad before him while he was forced to watch.
Dear Ex, Your Father Fxxked Me Better: Filthy Shorts is a scorching collection of standalone short stories where scorned women turn the ultimate betrayal into their most delicious revenge.
After being lied to, cheated on, and discarded like yesterday’s news, these fierce, broken-hearted heroines decide the best way to destroy their exes isn’t violence or drama — it’s pleasure. Raw, forbidden, mind-blowing pleasure in the arms (and bed) of the one man their ex could never compete with: his own father.
From the ruthless billionaire patriarch they once feared… to the magnetic silver-fox rival they secretly admired… these older, dominant, dangerously possessive men don’t just give them revenge, they give them passion so intense it rewrites their entire lives.
Expect filthy, addictive age-gap erotica packed with power plays, jealous exes losing their minds, family scandals that shake New York’s elite circles, and heroines who walk out of luxurious bedrooms completely transformed — bolder, stronger, and deliciously ruined in the best possible way.
Because sometimes, the sweetest revenge isn’t making him cry.
It’s making his father moan your name.
After writing 999 love letters to the cold and aloof campus belle, Maddie Harrison, I finally successfully snag her heart.
But on the day before our wedding, I accidentally stumble upon Maddie's conversation with her childhood friend, where she jokes about the mistakes she's seen in the love letters.
"An elementary school student must have written these letters, from the looks of it! He might as well use AI, to begin with!"
So, I terminate our wedding and withdraw all the funding my family has given to her company.
Maddie can only shriek hysterically in return. "It's just a joke between friends! Must you go so far as to cancel our wedding?"
I show her a virtual fortune-telling prediction of our marriage that's drafted by an AI.
"You like using AI that much, don't you? Then look at this prediction properly! Our marriage is a huge misfortune! There's no way I'm going to marry a walking jinx like you!"
When my neighbor's daughter-in-law falls pregnant, my neighbor issues a few "decrees" in a group chat for all residents in the area.
"Number 1: Anyone whose family has daughters has to avoid leaving the house when my daughter-in-law does. I don't want them to hurt my grandson!
"Number 2: Every family has to purchase meat and expensive fruits once a week and present them to my daughter-in-law!
"Number 3: After my grandson is born, I will bestow upon everyone the honor to bask in his fortune. Every family has to give us 300 dollars as a gift. I will personally visit each family that doesn't!"
She even singles me out with a message.
"Unit 401, I want you to immediately stop feeding stray cats. I'll also give you three days to get rid of your cat! My daughter-in-law is scared of cats, and the creatures are covered in germs. What if she catches a virus from your cat when she goes downstairs for a walk? What if you hurt my grandson?
"I command you to immediately bring me one thousand dollars as a deposit and guarantee. If I catch you feeding stray cats one more time, I'll confiscate the money!"
I transfer 20 thousand dollars to her, yet she grovels at my feet and begs me to take the money back.
I’ve stumbled upon this question a few times in book forums! While 'Best of Dear Abby' isn’t something I’ve found on mainstream free platforms like Project Gutenberg or Open Library, you might have luck digging through newspaper archives. Some libraries offer free digital access to historical newspaper columns, including Abby’s advice gems. I once found a treasure trove of her older pieces through a local library’s partnership with databases like NewsBank—worth checking if your library card unlocks that.
If you’re open to snippets, sites like QuoteFancy or even Pinterest sometimes curate iconic Abby quotes. It’s not the full collection, but hey, it’s a nostalgic fix! For full columns, though, used bookstores or eBay might have affordable physical copies if digital fails you. The hunt’s part of the fun, honestly.
The hunt for free online versions of 'Dear Abby' can be a bit tricky, but I’ve spent way too much time digging around archives and forums to share some tips. First off, check out newspaper archive sites like Newspapers.com or your local library’s digital resources—many libraries offer free access to historical columns through their subscriptions. Sometimes, older columns pop up on forums like Reddit or even personal blogs where fans have saved clippings.
Another angle is to look for syndication websites that host advice columns, though Abby’s newer stuff might be paywalled. If you’re after nostalgia, Wayback Machine has snapshots of older advice pages. Just typing 'Dear Abby archive' into a search engine sometimes unearths gems. It’s a bit like treasure hunting—frustrating but rewarding when you strike gold!
The enduring popularity of 'Dear Abby' lies in its perfect blend of humor, wisdom, and relatability. The column doesn’t just dish out advice—it feels like a conversation with a sharp-witted friend who’s seen it all. Abby’s responses are often laugh-out-loud funny, but they never sacrifice empathy or practicality. Whether she’s tackling petty family squabbles or profound moral dilemmas, her tone strikes a chord because it’s both no-nonsense and kind-hearted. People trust her because she doesn’t sugarcoat things, yet her advice never feels cold or judgmental.
What really sets 'Dear Abby' apart is how it mirrors the absurdity of real life. The letters range from bizarre ('My mother-in-law insists on feeding my cat vegan food') to heart-wrenching ('My spouse won’t acknowledge our child’s disability'). Abby’s genius is in treating each with equal gravitas and a dash of wit. Over decades, the column became a cultural touchstone because it normalized talking about messy, human problems—and laughing at them, too. It’s like therapy with punchlines, and who doesn’t need that?