Re: My fucking mail
My mailbox has a lid. When it's raining, please fucking shut it. Otherwise, my mail gets wet. To close the lid, put your hand on the lid and make a downward motion, as if you were fending off a ferocious dog.
If there are any AOL CDs in the box that are so tall they prevent proper closing of the box, please forward them to the AOL corporate offices with a message reading, "Recipient not at address. Recipient left no forwarding address, but did show his ass. Recipient requests you stick this where your service don't shine."
The guy with the mailbox. You know, the one with the lid.
P.S. Where the fuck is my bus? I've been waiting here for 20 minutes.