Sam,

At the risk of making your ego near bursting – you’re awesomepants! You drive me up the wall sometimes but at the end of the day you always seem to make things better. Your hugs are awesome and always calm me down when I’m upset. Although, I’ll never forgive you for laughing at me when I asked to close the window after you’d closed it – it was emotionally traumatizing *sniffle*. You’re my favourite dance partner (as many people have noticed and commented to me about.). You’re one of my favourite people to watch movies with cause you don’t jab me in the ribs when the narcolepsy sets in. I still think you should get me a crepe from Crepe’s Agogo, you know which one, because you live closer to one than I do. *sniffle*. You’re a wonderful, sweet, caring man. I love you with all my heart.

Love,

Rene

We all know Sam's a dream to dance with, a snappy dresser, and one of the cutest males on the dance floor. I feel no need to point this out anymore than it has here.

There is one thing I truly appreciate about Sam that has nothing to do with those things above. The reason I love keeping Sam around is because I know he will always be truthful with me about what he's thinking. Sam, yes, does say about 98% of the time things that usually get him smacked. But 2 % of the time he has said things that were intelligent and make me think like, "You know Heidi if you took that ring off your finger you’d have 2 dates by now..." It's that 2% that I love about Sam the most. A lot of people just say what you wish to hear; Sam says things that perhaps I need to hear even if I don't wish to. That's what makes him a friend off the dance floor.

Sometimes he offends without intention, yet Sam's vivacity pulls him through. Sam's collection of costumage increases and his enthusiasm for dancing is boundless. His adoration of his sweetheart is touching and reminds me of romance of yesteryears.

Sam - You are by far one of the best people I've met this year. You're kind, a great dancer, and you're not afraid to say exactly what's on your mind. :)

Sam is a wonderful person, even if he does have a HUGE ego. It becomes him in some sort of odd way. He has shown me how kind and understanding people can be. He is sweet, charming, kind, intelligent, funny, and speaks his mind. He is also a fabulous dancer and an all around great guy. Thank you Sam for all you have shown me, about dancing and about people.
Yours truly,
Miss Edda

sam is like strawberry jello. Youthful and fun, transparent and rosy-colored, strawberry jello is awfully sweet, yet strangely wiggly- weird enough to throw your sensibilities off for a moment. Not everybody can appreciate the funky din of the protein-filled rhythmic wobble of strawberry jello, but those who can are in for a real treat.

Sam -
I'm a bit delayed (I always did have an impeccable
sense of timing), however, I shall now sit down and
gush about you (it's about time that I stopped
smacking at your ego, if only for a short time). Feel
honored in some rather skewed way. And no, stop
looking like that, you do not have yet another girl to
add to the list of those who have fallen for you.
Neither of us are that idiotic.

Since you send these to Whitton: I need to get your
e-mail so that I stop using a middle man...and you're
fantastic (the latter being the relatively important
part).

Where do I start with you, Sam? You come out of the
blue (or, as you prefer, pink) and completely knock
down any preconceived notions. Is there even a proper
adjective for you? I've been known to toss a few nouns
at you, but never really an adjective that worked well
enough to be even slightly useful.

Thank you foremost for the faith in the Cambridge
whim. I have never been subtle about how much
Cambridge would mean to me, but that fact does not
diminish the unexpected support of others, especially
at the times when I my own thoughts begin to falter.

Perhaps I should be thanking my own typing skills for
winning you over into continuing to speak to me, but
it's not beautiful creativity that marks my words, but
the ability to play off of someone whose e-mails never
fail to entertain. That has been in my experience
incredibly rare, so I thank you for never ceasing to
make me laugh when I open one of your e-mails.

With that, thank you for putting up with me until now.
It's mostly an arrogance trait that causes me to come
across, as much as an understatement as I can make it,
aloof and, for lack of a better word, bitchy. More so
for quite a bit of time after meeting people.
Incidentally, I very commonly stay at that stage, for
either I'm just obstinate, or, more often, people
realize that it's not worth it. If it truly were for
my e-mails that you decided to be my friend, well
then, I had better thank not only you, but whatever
rambling causes my sentences.

Though we're not close, nor probably ever shall be, I
would put my trust in you. Isn't that funny. That
may not mean anything to you, but considering that I
can easily count the number of people that I trust on
one hand...

Thank you for the random things: having the best polka
frame that I know; your never failing self-confidence;
your utter support for those around you; your sarcasm
and wit; your honesty; your innate bouts of
politeness; your practically unfailing patience; your
obvious loyalty to those for whom you care; helping
teach me to dance; your incapability to get into a
car, sit at the cinema, or attend the theatre without
dancing in your seat; the railroad spike that I still
have simply for the hilarity of it; for not being able
to use a phone with your right hand, or, for that
matter, only being able to open doors with your right
hand because you wouldn't want to cross your body to
use your left hand; for allowing yourself to be
kidnapped from your home for unproduced coffee; for
finding tickets to the Stoppard show and tramping
through the Mission to view your co-worker's art; for
getting those badges to go ice skating for free (I am
convinced that your falling on the ice that day, and,
of course, the purring, will be my references in my
mind to you); for your love of Wilde, even when it
does drive a man out of the line at Gelato; for not
hanging up the few times that I rang you at work for
completely stupid reasons; for walking Syd and myself
to her car all of those times that you made it clear
that you weren't keen on the idea, but still went; for
relacing my corest; for your inability to remember
things that you don't consider important, even after
you're told countless times; for finding the cuff-links
that make wearing the blue shirt possible; for making
everyone around you laugh, breathe, and have a great time,
sometimes even in spite of themselves....essentially,
while I couldn't continue this forever,
understandably, this paragraph could last for quite a
bit of space.

I did mention that I lack the adjective to do you
justice.

And, of course, for even joking that I'm talented
enough to get into Carnegie Mellon's acting
department.

Happy Christmas,
Quinby

I really Love Sam. He's a really charming guy and a real good dancer and he's cuter than shit even if he suffers from terminal foot in mouth. He simply speaks without thinking sometimes, because he is overly enthusiastic and gets excited easily-
But Sam is guileless,he has always been totally without malice, accepting ,when necessary, chastisement from directors, friends and tribe moderators with good spirit.

Sam does not dance...he floats....he glides...dancing brings him joy, and I can relate....he's also damn funny...

Who needs music?

Sam does not need music in order to pull of an incredibly sexy waltz. He is the kind of lead that can pull the most novice of partners through intricate dance steps and allow them to feel beautiful and talented and sophisticated.

He comes with a recommendation of two thumbs up. :)

Well darn, i can't be your first. You have already had someone else.

what am i talking about? Testimonials, of course. *guilty look on face*

ok, i love making that joke. it's an overused old one, i know, but i just love it so.
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anywho.. you are such a wonderful person that i absolutely need to write somthing awsome about you..

let's see.

you are _______________ and I ____________ you.
The best thing about you is _____________
You are so ______________________.

oh yeah. and don't forget it!

*giggles to self*

~Mari

ps
i don't know about you, but ~I thought that was funny.

Sam is a great person.He is compassionate,respectable,and very loving.He knows how to make people feel good.He is a wonderful dancer and a great man!!!!!!!!!
Love ya tons xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxo Breanna