Thursday, March 5, 2009

Dear helicopters flying around my neighborhood right now at 10:35 at night:

Go the fuck away.

We're all trying to sleep. And I don't feel comfortable with you flying around out there because I always think a highly dangerous convict is on the loose and taking refuge in my neighborhood.


Marinka said...

Don't look under the bed! Sweet dreams!

CSY said...

Or in the closet!

Maura said...

But...what if there is one? I'd rather have them out there rounding the bastard up!