You just moved into my building, and I must say a welcome change to the two elephants with the screaming child. However, you spit off your balcony onto the ground below, right in front of the back entrance. Nothing like walking through your spit on a fresh early morning. I suppose it’s your way of spreading yourself around but dude, control it. Picture it: I’m sitting out on my balcony, enjoying a cup of coffee and reading my book… when wait… ugh! There it is… *HOORRRKKK* *SPIT*. Nothing like it. —Tired of Dragging Your DNA Everywhere
This article appears in Jun 9-15, 2011.
Maybe post this note someone in your building for everyone to see, so they get embarrassed and stop :)?
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I think I have developed dyslexia.
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Two elephants with a screaming kid. LOL. Doesn’t the building have a weight restriction against fat people?
That puts me in mind of a joke…Did you hear the one about the dyslexic athiest? He looked to the heavens and shouted “Is there a Dog??!! (*ba-dum-ching*)…..but seriously, Mel, you should really check out that new support group if you think you might be dyslexic. They will help determine if you might be dyslexic and then, if you are, help you deal with the condition. It’s called “D.A.M. – Mother’s Against Dyslexia” (*ba-dum-dum-ching*) ahh-ha-ha…ahhh…Thank you, thank you. I’m hear until Thursday. Don’t forget to tip your waitress…Good night!
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