Friday, March 25, 2011

Dear World,


Dear World,
I thought I'd let you know that I'm getting a little fed up with the crap you throw at me. You're like an annoying monkey that won't stop flinging poop at the discouraged zoo keeper. Stop it! I mean really? Next thing I know it I'll be walking down a street, it'll start raining, a car will zoom by splashing me with water, my shoe will fall apart, i'll trip in a pile of mud, a squirrel will run over and pee on me, and after all the fun of the adventure I'll get home only to realize I locked myself out of the house and forgot my cell phone in a store. The police will come to our house looking for a person that just happens to look like me, I'll be innocent and go to jail until they realize they have the wrong person. My dad will drive me home from jail, I'll take a shower, the water will be cold, and I'll go to bed. As I'm laying in bed amazed at the horrible day my bed will break and I'll sleep on the floor. Except I won't sleep because I won't be able to. If that happens I've officially reached rock bottom. Watch now that I've posted this it'll happen, and along with all that my friends will suddenly decide to text me and tell me they hate me. With my luck you never know, it could happen. So come on world, let's be nice and cut Chaco a break.
Thanks,
Chaco
I feel like the squirrel will look like this...

And the monkey thing would look sorta like this...

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