Dear Floyd "Pretty Boy" Mayweather,
First and foremost, I would like to personally thank you for assuring remaining boxing loyalists that there is no reason to care about the sport anymore. Also, thank you for proving to all of us that your perfect record means nothing more than you like to beat up washed-up fighters (Oscar De La Hoya) and overrated Europeans such as Ricky Hatton.
I must admit, amongst the abundance of press releases in the past months, there was a time that your slander actually lead me to believe that PacMan might have actually been using Performance Enhancing Drugs. However, then I realized that your "Olympic Style" testing and accusations of Pacquiao are completely slanderous. Aside from that fact that PacMan agreed to go beyond Las Vegas standard urine testing, he further tried to meet your needs by agreeing to draw blood three separate times including directly after the fight.
If you are going to go on the record and say, "First and foremost, not only do I want to fight Manny Pacquiao, I want to whip his punk ass," then stop being a coward and realize he has taken every step to meet you on your ridiculous requests. You're scared, and if you aren't, then give boxing one last fight mega-fight to salvage a decaying sport.
Your's Truly.
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