Tuesday, June 10

A letter

Dear A-Hole Neighbor,

I’m sorry you are feeling old, but would you please park your midlife-crisis red corvette before getting your mail? You live ten feet from the mailbox. Would it kill you to pull into your driveway and then walk to the mailbox, instead of leaving your (extremely loud) engine running while you stand there and sort through the latest issues of AARP and Bassmaster Magazine? Also, get off your damn cell phone. I can hear you from all the way over here.


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