Dear God,
Though I have sometimes postulated that you, perhaps, do not exist, I still think it is rather cruel of you to send cockroaches to my bathroom sink. After all, though I allow Stephen Colbert to make fun of your believers, I rarely mock them myself (at least, not to their faces). Also, I went to church that time with Megan Tanner when we were in the fifth grade and I feel that ought to count for something. Especially since I wore my best Dalmation sweater.
Love,
Becky
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
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