You, Sir, are a LIAR! You owe me 6 weeks of Spring. Even if you start now, you cannot possibly make it up to me in time. In lieu of my missing days I will take an extra 6 weeks of fall, to be deducted from the next winter in Utah, whether or not I am present to accept it. Oh, and I've been asking around and you might want to go into hiding again. You're not a very popular guy right now. In the event of snow on or near my birthday in a couple of weeks, I will hunt you down myself and my family will enjoy a fine stew. Then I will make myself a pair of slippers from your deceitful little hide. I mean it. If you don't believe me, ask the Garage Mice.
Sincerely, Me
My Two Erics
8 years ago
No comments:
Post a Comment