Monday, January 30, 2006 Dear Ann Landers,
Hi, how are you? How is it being dead? Nice, I hope.
I am fine, but I made up a whole bunch of problems to have. They are mainly attitude-based problems. I realize that what I need is some nnumber of lashes with a wet noodle, but you are dead, and you cannot get to me, unless you have found pasta made of ectoplasm, which I understand is difficult to find, even in specialty stores.
Why am I so angry, Ann Landers? Why is my first tendancy, when people step close to me, to throw out a sharp elbow, rather than behaving in a friendly manner or merely stepping away? Why do I hate jokes, song, and fun?
I think that this may have something to do with vitamins.
Wrathfully yours,
Baleful in Baltimore posted by Frenz | 1/30/2006 09:29:00 AM
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