Friday, September 15, 2006

Peace out

Dear PUSHY neighbor,

Honestly. I do NOT feel like talking to you every time I come out of my house.

No my husband is not home.

Yes, he's at work.

No, I do not want to talk, again, about your grass. No I do not want to hear again how the other kids think you are weird because SIR, you are weird.

Yes, I think it is inappropriate for a man to be constantly talking to me and prying into my life because one, I'm freakin' married and two two SO ARE YOU.

Please go away.

Thanks.

~ Angelina
 
posted by Angelina at 4:38 AM | Permalink


2 Whispers:


At 6:58 AM, Blogger Berklie

ooohhhhh... creepy CREEP! I'd freak that he's asking about your hubs schedule. eeewwwwww!!!!

 

At 9:31 AM, Blogger Angelina

Exactly.

 

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