Letters
Dear WSU,I hate you and your ideas about fall break from Oct. 15-17. Are you kidding me? October 15 is a Sunday. We don't have classes on Sundays, you tricky bastards.
Nice Try,
Rusty
Dear Wichita,
Screw you and your idea to have a band of senior citizens come and screw up all of WSU's parking. I pay how much to go school there a year and my parking gets taken away for a week because of some bad concert featuring people who mouth the lyrics and gum their women.
Packing heat to park in the ghetto,
RJ
Dear Girl in Spanish Class,
Telling us that you pierced your nipple was perhaps the grossest thing I've ever heard. How much of a dirty pirate hooker are you that you not only jammed a piece of metal through your nipple, but then decided to tell us, then to say "I'm not going to wear bras anymore to show it off." Ick! Ick! I'm 100% sure it would be like chewing on a penny.
Grossing out in class,
Senor Rusty
Dear People Who Don't Use Turn Signals,
I hope you all die in a flaming car accident and burn slowly.
Buying Marshmellows,
Me
Dear Makers of Swedish Fish,
They are too addicting,
Watching my teeth turn red,
Rusty
Dear Obnoxious Vikings Fan,
Go watch your own damn game with your own damn fans. Don't come in a room with a boatload of Cowboys fans and expect to get any sympathy.
Fighting the temptation to spill my drink on you,
Rus
Dear Mama Nature
Are you kidding me? This Indian summer shit is rediculous. Nearly 100 degrees in October? No rain for the next 1000 days?
Looking for camels and sand,
Sheik Rust
posted by Rusty @ 12:34 PM
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