Walter White's Letter to his Son

My dearest Walter Jr,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know I haven't been the most attentive father lately with my busy schedule at the car wash. But today, I wanted to take a moment to express my love for you in a special way.

I've enclosed a gift - a small bag of the purest, most beautiful blue meth you've ever seen. The crystals sparkle like diamonds under the light. I know you're becoming a man now and it's time you learned about the family business. Consider this a rite of passage, my son.

I've also included a pair of Ronald McDonald shoes. I know you've always loved those silly red kicks and I want you to feel free to wear them proudly. They're a reminder that even though we're in the meth game now, we'll always be a family.

I've poured my heart and soul into cooking that meth for you. Every blue crystal is a token of my love. I hope you'll cherish it always, just as I cherish you.

Someday, I'll teach you how to cook it yourself. But for now, just enjoy the fruits of my labor. Smoke it up and remember, I'm doing all of this for us. For our family.

You're a man now, Walter Jr. It's time to embrace your destiny. I'm so proud of the young man you're becoming. I know you'll make me proud and carry on my legacy.

I love you more than you'll ever know. This meth is just a small expression of that love. Smoke it up, son.

Your loving father, Walter White

P.S. Don't tell your mother. She wouldn't understand. This is our little secret, okay?