Where is the Love? (or an open letter to a former co-worker)
Dear Weasel,
You spineless barrel of festering rhino feces. Your putrid stench is exceeded only by your rampant, militant, gleeful ignorance.
If you were not an infected pustule ruining an otherwise perfectly disgusting boil on the backside of humankind, I would hardly consider you worthy of a sudden and painful brain hemorrhage.
Kindly piss off and die, you hypocritical sack of over-styled, under-substanced slime.
Hugs and Kisses,
Lord Vaga of Bond.
PS: Just to be clear, I hate you, you bureaucratic simpering bastard.
You spineless barrel of festering rhino feces. Your putrid stench is exceeded only by your rampant, militant, gleeful ignorance.
If you were not an infected pustule ruining an otherwise perfectly disgusting boil on the backside of humankind, I would hardly consider you worthy of a sudden and painful brain hemorrhage.
Kindly piss off and die, you hypocritical sack of over-styled, under-substanced slime.
Hugs and Kisses,
Lord Vaga of Bond.
PS: Just to be clear, I hate you, you bureaucratic simpering bastard.
posted by Surly Canuck at 12:48 p.m.
6 Comments:
Looks like someone is still celebrating Valentine's Day!
You may not realise this, Vag. But you might want to re-read that before mailing it. It comes off a smidge hostile.
Just FYI...
G - Maybe a little. =)
Harley - Excellent. Hostile is exactly what I was going for. Of course, he'd have to get someone else to read it, as some of the words have 1+ syllables, and are not 'dude' or 'homey' or 'bitchin!'
Maybe I should write letters like this professionally. It's a lot of fun to be sure, and there's got to be a market for it. =)
I'm sure you do a great job with performance reviews!
Jesster - I used to love doing performance reviews! =)
Tina - Nope, not to you... unless you were formerly a man. =) Thanks for the blogroll!
pretty good - thats how a lot of us feel!
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