dear jon
i invited jon hamm to my wedding.
dear jon,
hope this finds you well. i’ll try to make this as simple as i can because i feel like an 8 year-old-fan right now.
my name is mustafa ulker, a.k.a moose. i’m that weird guy who ran into you last night near the broad. i’m sorry, i got crazy excited when i saw you. i lost my words. i lost my mind. i forgot to introduce myself.
this is beginning to sound like a kanye west song. but what i really wanted to tell you was this:
i got married six days ago to the most beautiful woman in the universe. and now that we’re married, we’re getting ready to celebrate in turkey with sweet 80-year-old grandma’s home in the village. i promised her I’ll have surprise guests from america. but if you can’t come, i’ll probably just ask bryan cranston.
that’s it. but how crazy is it that today i ran into you? since we met for the first time, amazing things have been happening to me. you probably don’t remember but we met 6 years ago at the clio awards show. i’m the kid from istanbul who won the digital gold award (you can ask google if you want). and you were the one who gave me the award (photo attached).
afterwards, i cried in the bathroom for two hours.
or i didn’t.
believe it or not, since that day, my life completely changed. as i told you, now i have a good job. i live in la. i’m sorry if you were bored of hearing this since you have an emmy. and you’re jon hamm. but while i was telling you these things, you were petting bandit. you said, “i like your dog”. it was pretty sweet, jon hamm. i’ll tell everybody you said that.
oh and this morning i found a dollar in my pocket! okay, maybe it was a quarter. this was all meant to be!
so, i've come up with a conclusion—whenever i see you, something amazing happens in my life! it’s like you’re my unicorn! yes, i know it might suck to be a unicorn sometimes, as you only eat grass, hay, and skepticism. but this is a true story. you’re my unicorn, jon hamm.
listen, if you can make it, that would be the third time i’ll be seeing my unicorn and that would be the craziest story ever!
moose / a.k.a mustafa Ulker
p.s.: you can stay at my grandma's.
p.p.s.: you can bring your friends and a date. everyone is welcome.
this is not a joke! or maybe it is. :slightly_smiling_face:
please email burakmustafaulker@gmail.com if you ever see this.