Dear Burger King in Columbia, GA,
I'm thankful for your beautiful/clean/new play center. Please think about investing in a changing table. Especially since you cater to small children.
Sincerely,
Almost-changed-a-poopy-diaper-in-the-booth-out-of-spite
Dear I-75,
Why are you constantly so busy? All of the accidents, traffic, police officers. You kind of are a sucky road to drive on.
Regretfully,
Taking-an-alternate-route
Dear Sanibel Island,
I think I love you.
Love,
Why-did-we-have-to-leave (aka want-to-go-back)
Dear Eliza,
your sleep on vacation stunk. Please feel free to get back to sleeping well now that we're home.
Thank you,
Need-more-sleep
Dear Christmas music,
I heart you. I'm so glad that we don't have to hide our affair now that thanksgiving is behind us. It feels like a heavy burden has been lifted now that we can rejoice in our love openly. (I especially enjoyed your company on the drive home yesterday.)
Always in my heart,
Its-on-right-now
Dear Tailbone,
why do you hate me? I mean, our original disagreement was over three years ago. We've gone through multiple rounds of therapy. I thought we were past this. Don't you think its time to get over it? Stop bringing up our troubles, especially on a long car ride with the kids.
With love,
the-rest-of-your-body
1 comment:
Good grief BK! Get your act together!
You too, tailbone.
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