Dear Mr. Squirrell,
I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You are the scum between my toes. And if I didn't think someone would lose an eye, I would take the b.b. gun and do the job myself. You see, my kid was seconds from dreamland when you dared walk along the fence at approximately 2:07 p.m. yesterday afternoon causing both my hunting breed hounds to go ballistic. I needed a nap more than she did. Ya great big jerk! Book a cruise and live it up pal. Your days are numbered.
Regretfully,
Me
1. Often misinterpreted as a bad characteristic, crazy is used to describe people that are random, hyper, creative, and flat out fun to hang with.(adj.)
1 comment:
hahahahahahahahahahaha. sorry, I guess that is more funny to me than you.
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