Monday, April 19, 2010

Open letter to bookie neighbor

10:20pm
Dude, I don't care about your incessant phone calls outside in the condo parking lot.  And I don't care if you choose to have a daytime affair in your condo while your wife's at work.

Yes, today while I was downstairs shining the exhaust pipes on my vehicle, I saw you and Blondie hugging and smooching in the parking lot on the way to your truck.  I saw you open the door for her and she got in and you two drove away.

Like I said, I don't care.  But you just might want to use some discretion.

How's the saying go?  Love is blind, but the neighbors ain't.

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