upon waking up, it would appear to me that in the midst of last nights festivities, some unknown party took it upon themselves to rip out my throat and vocal chords with a pair of metal tongs.
Dear Sir Or Madam,
Please restore unto me, their rightful owner, my throat and vocal chords. Please do not use them as a new stylish chain for your bike. This is atrociously unseeming behaviour for a citizen of what I can only assume to be the utmost moral fibre.
Regards,
Rusty P. McLoad, Esq.