Dear Cory McGruder,
You weren't the craziest person who ever emailed me during my three-plus years at Jezebel. You weren't the angriest. Despite your occasionally sunny disposition, you weren't the nicest either. But over the years, you've become one of my favorites. And that's why, on my last day here at Jez, I'm addressing my farewell letter to you.
It's true: I'm leaving. I will miss my wonderful coworkers, everyone at the Gawker offices, our smart and engaged readers — and yes Cory, I will miss you. I'll miss your unique interests, which seemed to run heavily toward sexual harassment, bullying, and boobs (of a lady whose breast implants saved her life in a car wreck, you wrote, "this is AWESOME!!!"). Oh, and whores — you called Katy Perry a "divorced whore," and used the w-word plenty of other times along the way.