Dear Sisters™,
I am sending this letter to your attention because, as everyone knows, you are the ones who wear the pants in your respective families, and are the real "elder body" in the congregation.
I am writing to disassociate myself from the organization. My reasons are as follows:
1. Brother™ Assman keeps pinching my bum behind the magazine counter. Normally I wouldn't mind, but because I'm a pioneer™ I can only afford cheap suits, and there is now a hole in my pants where the seam has come apart. I can't come to meetings because I can't sew or afford to repair my pants. Since I can't afford underwear, I'm afraid I'll leave skid marks on the new chairs in the auditorium.
2. Sister™ Buxom gave me the clap.
3. Our "Presiding Overseer", your husband, keeps taking me to a local bar for lunch. We eat and drink so much that it's affecting my health. The exotic dancers are nice though, especially when your husband pays them for some private dances.
Warm Christian Love,
W