Thursday, September 4, 2008

Dear toaster and internet.

I still don't know what I did to you, but lightly toasted bread and internet that finished loading web pages would be greatly appreciated. Plus I paid for you so work damnit.
Oh yea, AND IF I FIND ONE MORE CHARRED PIECE OF FUCK IN YOUR SLOTS YOU'RE LIVING IN THE BACKYARD! I've got my eyes on you, bitches.
Love, Meredith.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So good......