Dear Hoodlum(s)
Today I spent about 4 hours removing egg from the siding and roof of my mother-in-law's house. One or more hoodlums egged her house last night. Hence, the following letter --
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Dear Hoodlum(s):
I didn't go to the pool today. My feet hurt. I hope that Santa curses you with old candy and a pet that regularly urinates on your pillow.
Actually, I feel somewhat sorry for you, because I'm pretty sure your life must be quite sad and pathetic for you to throw eggs at Oma's house. Just keep pursuing the path that you're following, and very soon you'll believe that the drugs just aren't enough, you'll commit bigger crimes, and you'll be suffering in jail.
Your future if bright!
Fondly,
Sam
posted by magic, and with love from Sam, at 10:16 PM
4 Comments:
Once, these neighbor boys were taking out our Christmas lights and smashing them on the road, and this one man who we didn't think ever talked, came out of his house, and drug the boys up to our front door and made them appologize and pay for each light. Some wrongs get righted...some sooner than others.
8/12/2006 10:52 PM
People suck. I've had my fair share of eggings and being TPed. Not an experience I would wish on anyone.
8/13/2006 11:26 AM
Well, you know those kids will be cursed with kids just like themselves; weird hair, dorky glasses, a clubfoot, and the inability to keep spit from developing in the corners of their mouths. You're right Sam, their future is as bright as the neon colors of their future spouses windbreaker pants and jacket set.
8/13/2006 1:09 PM
Dude, that sucks. I'm sorry you and Oma had to go through that. You rock for taking care of it, though.
8/13/2006 10:09 PM
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