Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Gross. Wrong. Foul. On Soooo Many Levels

Dear Mr. 6PackAbs,
Yes, yes, yes.... I know that you know how to rock my world, BUT please! For the love of all that's holy (this includes my nose, my sinuses, & my appetite)... I beg of you. The next time you want to save a buck or two, do NOT do it by buying the cheap-ass, generic bag of dogfood that reeks havoc on my poor old dog's gut. Which makes the air in my home unable to be covered by even the strongest of air deodorizers & candles combined.
Please. Penny-pinch elsewhere.
You are effectively running off all my friends, which also runs off all of Chlo's playdates. Seriously. Must you squeak when you walk? I still love you, but come now. You are literally killing me. With toxic gases.

Kiss kiss,
posted by Berklie at 7:58 PM | Permalink

3 Whispers:

At 3:35 AM, Blogger Angelina

All I can do is laugh and thank God it's not me. YEs, really. LOL


At 8:23 AM, Blogger SalGal

Wow, I was wondering what that stench was...


At 2:36 PM, Blogger Vader's Mom

Yikes! Hope you convince him to purchase the right stuff the next time!


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