Friday, February 12, 2010

Dear Wallet,

Way to get found. You'd pretty much be the awesomest wallet ever if you didn't insist on getting lost every two to five months. If you were my child instead of my wallet, you'd have a backhand with your name on it waiting when we get home. Lucky for you that direct physical abuse only gives you a more supple texture. Too bad the same cannot be said for Rihanna.

You're a real asshole, Wallet, you know that?


1 comment:

Sandra said...