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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Dear Mr. Drug dealer

Ahhhh....spring. Don't you just love the tweeting of the little birdies, the bloomin' 'o the daffodils and the yearly return 'o the neighborhood drug dealer. I am amazed at your brashness....you stand out in the parking lot of the building next to mine..

Posted on Tue, Apr 15, 2008 at 5:09 PM

Ahhhh....spring. Don't you just love the tweeting of the little birdies, the bloomin' 'o the daffodils and the yearly return 'o the neighborhood drug dealer. I am amazed at your brashness....you stand out in the parking lot of the building next to mine....not worrying that there is a playground across the street from you no more than 15 feet away. It's quite apparent that you are dealing....hell one night I walked through that very same lot (after getting off the bus on the way home from a legit job I might add) and you so kindly asked: "can I help you"....I wanted to say: "help me with what? My laundry? My homework? Explain your terms sir!!!!!

Know this fuck face...I have made the cops aware of you and will keep doing so until something is done about you.

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