To the spineless fuck on Arvida Avenue who threw his three blue bags in with my blue bags…I don’t want to deal with your fucking improperly sorted recylables and have the city leave them for me to sort correctly. When I find out who the filthy prick is, there will be a nice load of garbage for you to sort… you pant load of ungrateful fuck. You had enough energy to carry the bags to my driveway, so why didn’t you just use the energy to sort it properly you coward.
—Your friendly neighbor
This article appears in Apr 9-15, 2009.
pant load?
“pant load of ungrateful fuck”
that just made my day, dude.
you’d better sort all that shit out by monday or you can’t go on your drunken cheeseburger camping trip with Randy.
Now outta my fuckin way, I’m going to get Rush tickets.