My neighborhood has recently implemented a neighborhood watch program. While I think this is a great idea, the meetings turn into huge bitch fests and I quit going because I hear enough complaining at home from my kids.
Um, sorry but, I don't need to hear from the grouchy old lady who gets pissed off because kids are playing baseball in the park behind her house and one of them "might" hit a ball through her window.
Shut your pie hole, woman. You moved into that house knowing the freakin park was there. Park = kids. Kids = baseball. DUH.
So this same woman also leads the meetings and passes out reminder flyers to our doors. Nice gesture but, this is the newest note word-for-word.
And I quote...
NEIGHBOEHOOD WATCH MEETING
Where: In Da Park
When: Wednesday
PLEAS COME OUT TO DA MEETING.
BRING A CHAIR
I'd typically think this was just a misprint, but I've spoken to this woman and she really does say "neigh-bo-hood". And when did "the" turn into "da"? Nice.
Uh huh.
I'll be there....NOT.
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6 comments:
At least she didn't "axe" you. That is my husband's pet peeve.
LMAO
Wow, that is lovely! Sounds like you need to move your ass back to Colorado......soon.
I think she took Eubonics 101.
hahahah...this is awful!
Wow.
Horrible - yet so funny!
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