Dear gal at the post office,
You are not at The Kentucky Derby. You aren't at a polo match. You aren't even at a fancy hat wearin' funeral. You are at the post office in Jersey City. You were having trouble seeing the guy behind the counter because the brim is so big. That hat is not only unnecessary, it's retarded.
Sincerely,
WJR
PS I've never seen someone involved in such elaborate (aka never-ending) mailing in my life.
1 comment:
She's good. Ask your Postmaster General.
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