Jun 03, 2006 08:00
Hey, thanks for nothing, fuckface.
I'm sure it was the highlight of your evening to steal a commemorative Ron Cey bobblehead from a family with two small and very cranky children. It must have made you feel like you really accomplished something, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING THAT EVERYBODY ALREADY GOT ONE WHEN THEY CAME IN. Sure, we still have the ones that Eric and I got, but that isn't the point. You stole from a defenseless two-year-old.
I hope you enjoy your ill-gotten promotional giveaway, at least until it becomes suddenly and inexplicably lodged in your rectum. Sideways.
Sincerely, Nyssa23
P.S. I'd like to add an extra-special rot-in-hell-forever shout-out to those fine folks who floored it in the Dodger Stadium parking lot while my children and I were in the crosswalk and the "Walk" light was on. You must be thrilled with yourself for getting home a full 20 seconds sooner, and I hope you look good in flaming brimstone.
sarah,
anger,
baseball