The Random Letter 7 is a blog christened by two arrogant fellas. When both suddenly bumped into a stellar, they decided to play with words. They think so highly of themselves to the point that neither kangaroos nor horses like their existence. These two (2) gentlemen (which will later be accompanied by three (3) musketeers), if the term would fit, barely listen to opinions from others and proclaim that their English is way better than their college professors. "It's quite true, though," the idiots preach. On a lighter view, they also have a heart of an angel. They want to change the world through their words, ideologies, charisma and boy-next-door appearance. "They are so cute!" said no chick ever.
The Random Letter 7 is, by essence, an avenue for RANDOM THINGAMAJIGS and/or whim-whams. From how the sun turns to how your mother drinks her coffee (not to mention her, changing the diaper of your younger brother), the Culprits have these covered for your convenience. You might want to shun the latter, though. Indeed, the Random Letter 7 can't be defined and/or ranked in a certain niche. However, this site is compelled to harness everything, at least, that concerns life, society and writing—of course.
The Random Letter 7, currently, is piloted by five (5) distinct individuals; each differentiates from the other with the way their writings speak of their personalities and individualism. They may not be the top tier when it comes to this avenue, but they are undeniably a prodigy. In a nutshell, the Culprits desire to convey how euphoric writing is regardless of how a reader may define and/or understand the words in this blog.
