April 01, 2006
It's hammer time
It's 12:25pm and still no hammer. WTF! What kind of person borrows a man's hammer and doesn't return it? What is this world coming to? I checked what parking stall she was in [105] but when I knocked on her door, there was no answer. It's probably the wrong door anyway as that's where the resident manager usually lives and we don't have one right now. So I left a note on her car:
Dear neighbour,
Please return my hammer right now you fucking bitch or I'll bash in your head with my, my...
Aeiii! Just give me back my hammer, damn you!
Your pal,
Rich
Maybe I was a little too strong? I dunno. Maybe I shouldn't have signed it in blood?
