Dear Neighbor-Guys,
Thank you so much for your support today whilst I was running. It meant so much to me that you gave me a wave and yelled "Yeah, titties!" from your VW as you drove by me. Without neighbors like you, I don't know how I could continue running. If you truly appreciated the show, I will be sitting on the stoop this evening while my daughter naps. You can drop by a sizable tip if you'd like. Or perhaps my "titties" and I will run into you at the neighborhood Halloween party tonight at the clubhouse. In either case, thank you again for your undying respect.
Peace,
Runs with Titties Bouncing
(my Native American name)
P.S. I do 3-6 miles per day. What do your pot-smoking asses do? YOU WANNA GO, SUCKAS?!
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7 comments:
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my GOD! I think you should put this letter on their house!
Kristen: I thought about leaving a note on their car that simply reads, "Hope you enjoyed the show. Love, Sweet Titties." DEAR GOD! The word "titty" gives me the dry heaves...
I was heckled by a kid the other day. A KID! I hate the word titty too. Ugg, I almost couldn't type that.
You must live in Ladue, because that is so KLASSY.
Better then, "Keep running thunder thighs." I got that one once. Classy character too.
Tessie: Hmmm. Heckled by a kid. That presents limited retaliation options. Maybe an "Who is your mother?" response...
Erica: Close but no cigar. I think in Ladue they may have said, "Yes, mammary glands!"
Kari: Holy shit! Did you turn around and chase them???
Jenny: Seriously! I saw them the other day in their car, but they were turning too far ahead for me to catch up. I oughtta...
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