Friday, August 19, 2011

Dear park,

Your one little part of town looks like the Old World, and for that, I love you. And, though it is probably a result of budget cuts, I like the fact that there are no guard rails or concerns for safety about your crumbling walls.


However, I hate that I have to visit you for our not-mandatory-but-really-mandatory departmental picnic tonight.


Oh? And park? Your squirrels aren't acting strange because they have rabies, they are just terrorized by a fierce black-and-white hunter who stalks EVERY SINGLE ONE of them.

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