Dear Fuel Company,
It is a pretty well known fact that people are going to need fuel to heat their homes in the WINTER. Please stop using the excuse that there is too much snow to get your trucks out to deliver said fuel.
You are the greatest invention. Ever.
You are the second greatest.
I would like to revise my three wishes. 1.) I want to be rich 2.) I want to be happy and 3.) I would like my dog to speak and understand English. This would make things so much easier.
I am very happy that you have found a new boyfriend and that he makes you very happy. I do not however need to hear about every sweet thing he ever says. Even if it is his Facebook status.
YOU were told to clean up the office. Not us. Please stop delegating tasks to everyone while you sit on your butt.
Dear State Farm,
If I should get into a car accident, sing your little jingle and you do NOT show up, I am going to be pissed.
Dear Coal Protesters,
Stop trying to ruin my life. While saving the environment is a good thing, ruining the livelihood of most of Appalachia is certainly not. Let's compromise?
Dear Puppy Mills,
You suck. Fucking stop it.
I have a love hate relationship with you. Can you please just do as I ask and stop formatting my posts in the way you want them? Start your own blog if you'd like. Let me do mine.
Dear Jumble Mashers,
Are you ready for the trivia question? What's the name of the game played by Harry Potter and his team mates on broomsticks?
As always, first to answer correctly chooses who goes on the Giggle Button this week!