Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Dear Kids...

To those of you that thought it would be fun to knock my snowman over last night...

FU.

I realize I wasn't a saint of an adolescent, but c'mon. Knocking a snowman over? Really? You have nothing better to do? With a world full of PS3s, the Internet, WoW, porn, sports, sledding, and skirt chasing... you chose to beat up a man made of snow.

I'm glad you felt all mighty after you kicked his ass. You know, cuz you're badass enough to take on something that doesn't have a heartbeat. Enjoy your time doing gateway crimes. We'll see how much of man you are when you're in PMITA prison in five years.

I must be getting old, because today, I feel like pummeling you little bastards just like you abused my snowman. What if I had made that with my son? He'd be devastated today. I wouldn't be able to explain to a child that the world has little gutless pricks like you. I wouldn't be able to explain that the same person that thinks he's badass for knocking over a snowman, would run like hell if I would have stepped outside during the act.

For you guys, my door is always open. Come back to the offices of Know What I Mean, and introduce yourselves. Let's see how badass you are then. If you can kick my ass, I'll make a snowman for you everyday so you can keep your street cred by sodomizing it in front of your friends.

Jackasses.

3 Comments:

At 4:10 PM, Blogger Melissa said...

Stupid kids!

 
At 9:24 PM, Blogger Collin said...

Perhaps they were only doing the dirty work of the city that you complimented so highly on their wonderful snow removal job last week!

Don't feel too bad... our street was JUST cleared off yesterday. YESTERDAY!

 
At 3:19 PM, Blogger ptg said...

ugh. that sucks.

 

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