Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Dear Verizon




I hate you.

I hate you so much.

I hate you so fucking much that I almost ripped the fucking receiver box thingy out of the wall, drove up to Crane Beach and threw the fucking thing in the ocean. I hate you so much, in fact, that if I ever have the opportunity to come into contact with ANY of your higher ups, I will rip his throat out and feed it to him, with a side of shit.

The shit is a metaphor for your fucking horrible service.

Fuck you, Verizon. FUCK YOU.

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