Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Ghiz, You better learn to deal with it.
Soon that parking spot of yours is going to be mine.
To get you ready for this big change in your life, I decided to slowly get you used to the idea of me, my VW, and your spot together.
Now don’t think Im picking on you. I just want you to know how dissapointed myself and all the other men in Cincinnati are with you.
One day I was choking down some Cornflakes when I was alerted to the news that you OUTSOURCED Cincinnati’s most important job. What job is that you may ask… well I’ll tell you. YOUR HUSBAND!!!!!.
You passed up myself and all the other fine LOCAL single men in your search for a husband. Were we not good enough? Were we not sexy enough? Hell… did we not play hockey well enough????
Because you slapped us in the face and married a Canadian, A CANADIAN LESLIE, A FUCKING CANADIAN. What is our healthcare not good enough for you? What is this all aboot Leslie? We’ll change, We’ll grow the backs of our hair out if you just come back to us. Give us another chance, if you won’t do it for me Leslie, do it for the stars and bars.
