To the Drug Dealers down the street - We are all still watching you. Your business may have slowed down when the new high school construction started, and after your last arrest... but we will never rest until you are off our street... Oh, and tell your drop out, tatted up, druggie sons to stop "pretending" to try to run my kids over when my kids are riding their bikes I know you have no money, no insurance, and can't afford court fees if ANYTHING, EVEN ONE HAIR on my kids head is harmed. You are dirt bags, trailer trash scum buckets that will NOT win... ever!
To my Mama and Papa... oh how I wish you hadn't gotten divorced when I was 22. It was so very difficult on all of us. I wish my kids could see their Nonno and Nonna TOGETHER, at the same time. All our lives would have been sooo different. Bill feels the same way about his parent's divorce too.
To Bill, I love you. You are the BEST man I have ever met... hands down. BUT... I am putting a moratorium on you doing anymore construction projects on this house as long as I am living in it.You are just plain too slow. I know you know what you are doing, and, yes, you do it better than anyone else... but I can't wait a year for a new bathroom. I just can't.
To the lady at Costco checking my reciept at the door - YES, I HAVE TO USE THE RE USABLE BAGS! That does NOT mean you need to REMOVE my items from said bags to make sure I'm not smuggling the extra gargantuan sized laundry detergent out in my reusable bags... Deal with it... I don't steal, and you don't need to remove my goodies. Just mark the stupid receipt and let me on my merry way. Thank you.
Hey buddy! TEXTING WHILE DRIVING IS AGAINST THE LAW IN CALIFORNIA! Oh yeah... buckethead... IT ALSO DANGEROUS!!! There is a special place in hell for you!
To the idiot in the car next to me BOOMING his $10,000 stereo in his $500 Sentra...
Are you freaking kidding me? My fillings in my teeth are rattling! The metal on my car is shaking, and you look incredulous when an ambulance comes whizzing by you, and YOU ARE MAD AT THE DRIVER? You deaf doornail... TURN THE STEREO DOWN AND GET INVOLVED IN YOUR DRIVING!
That's it. I only have 9.
Whew... that felt good. I can feel my blood pressure lowering now.
Breathe in... breathe out... breathe in... breathe out...
HEY... GET YOUR DOG OFF MY LAWN, HE CAN POOP ON YOUR LAWN!!!
Ugh... I can't win...