Fit as Fiddles and as Hard as Nails

[undated] quarrelling in hell. When it gets raised high I shut my hands over my ears. I cannot stand it any more. Good-bye Im going to put this in a green envelope I dont think it would be good for a healthy-minded young officer (with a head like a pound) to read it
Farewell not for long we hope
Lovingly Patrick
Chorus of Yells 17000000
Jackasses let loose