Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Dear Snow, II

I left a box of your sweatshirts and mixes on the stoop outside my house. I thought I could melt your heart, you frigid, flaky bastard. Don't call me.

3 comments:

Jeff said...

hhahaha, brilliant follow up. I applaud thee, good sir!



dingus

Molly said...

This is fabulous.

Anonymous said...

be careful. you may awaken the hot sunny monster.