Dear Tree Hugger, Shut Up
Dear Tree Hugger Behind Me at Lovers Lane and Hillcrest,
The thing I dropped out of the window while I sat at the stoplight today was a freaking piece of ice. When you raced up beside me a few blocks later screaming don’t litter you looked like a psycho crazy chick.
Shut. Up. And get some therapy too.
Love,
Merritt
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Maybe she wants you to not use the metric system… I think it’s spelled “litter” not “liter”.
Merit… you crack me up.
thanks bc- typo crazy Merritt
Did she actually get out of a car, or did she sprint a block or two? If she’s running, you either need a faster car or she needs to join the qualifiers for Beijing.
I’m sticking with my choice of words here. Racing. She was in a car and I was in a car. Nope, she didn’t get out, I would have mentioned that.
I get it now - I was thinking she was at your window as you did the quick lock the door thing like when you drive through a rough neighborhood. That picture in my head is way funnier than the lady pulling up next to you in her car. Still a little psycho.
Very psycho. She was one of those ultra skinny, no makeup granola chicks with a chip on her shoulder to give her purpose. Not that I noticed or anything.
People like this aren’t nearly as interested in looking out for the environment as they are in feeling superior to others for their own “environmental friendliness.”
Just beware of being reported on http://www.litterbutt.com.
You were just trying to water the streets like other fellow Parkies.