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Dear Jackass,
Please explain to me how you think it's too much work for you to take the metro out here, but you think it's perfectly fine for me to drive there, pick you up, drive back here to see the movie because it isn't playing there, then drive you home, and then come back to my house. Please fucking explain that. Do you see where it's more trouble for me to do ALL that driving than for you to catch the god damned train, which btw the station isn't that far from your house, and me just pick you up at this end? Do you realize that I am ALWAYS the one going there? You never come up here. Never. You've been here twice. Since May. I spent half the damn summer down there hanging out with your ass. What the fuck? Don't you dare ask me to drive all the way down there, and then expect me to buy the excuse that metro is too much work. For fuck's sake! Laura came home from Pennsyl-fucking-vania for RenFest. Jess came from Delaware! Last year Laws came from South motherfucking Carolina, and this summer her friends came up from various places in that same region. And yet you can't drag your sorry ass up here from FUCKING SILVER SPRING? Have you no consideration? (Note to Albert from the villa: That is how one appropriately uses the term "Have you no consideration?" Not to people who are just having a private little party in one of the rooms.)
In conclusion, stop being an asshat. If you don't want to hang out with me, that's fine and fuckin' dandy. If you do want to hang out with me, stop being such a fucking dick, and get your ass to Gaithersburg. And if you can't manage that, then I'm sorry. Whether you want to see me or not, you'll be seeing a hell of a lot less of me from now on.
Sincerely,
Me
Please explain to me how you think it's too much work for you to take the metro out here, but you think it's perfectly fine for me to drive there, pick you up, drive back here to see the movie because it isn't playing there, then drive you home, and then come back to my house. Please fucking explain that. Do you see where it's more trouble for me to do ALL that driving than for you to catch the god damned train, which btw the station isn't that far from your house, and me just pick you up at this end? Do you realize that I am ALWAYS the one going there? You never come up here. Never. You've been here twice. Since May. I spent half the damn summer down there hanging out with your ass. What the fuck? Don't you dare ask me to drive all the way down there, and then expect me to buy the excuse that metro is too much work. For fuck's sake! Laura came home from Pennsyl-fucking-vania for RenFest. Jess came from Delaware! Last year Laws came from South motherfucking Carolina, and this summer her friends came up from various places in that same region. And yet you can't drag your sorry ass up here from FUCKING SILVER SPRING? Have you no consideration? (Note to Albert from the villa: That is how one appropriately uses the term "Have you no consideration?" Not to people who are just having a private little party in one of the rooms.)
In conclusion, stop being an asshat. If you don't want to hang out with me, that's fine and fuckin' dandy. If you do want to hang out with me, stop being such a fucking dick, and get your ass to Gaithersburg. And if you can't manage that, then I'm sorry. Whether you want to see me or not, you'll be seeing a hell of a lot less of me from now on.
Sincerely,
Me