Friday, September 5, 2008

Open Letter to Hurricane Ike

Dear Ike,
Please, please speak to your cousin Hurricane Charley before you visit my home. Charley was kind enough to send a 100 year old Oak tree crashing through my roof, and I was kind of hoping that you, dear Hurricane Ike, could pack a bigger punch and wreak a little more havoc on this God forsaken house. I know, I know, we got a new roof and a new kitchen out of the deal, but the thing is? - We Hate This House. Of course spare me, and GWLH and OBH and the stupid dogs and cats.
But the house? Yeah, we're done with it.

Thank you and see ya Tuesday - or maybe Wednesday.


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