I just drove up to Mark's, where he met me at the door with a kiss and a Cabernet. I passed a truck on the road that had written in big letters on the side TROJAN HORSE. In small letters it said U.S. Mail.
So I wondered what was inside?
Angry Greeks?
Rancid olives?
Dear John letters?
Financial Statements?
Friday, March 13, 2009
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Is it any wonder that I'm depressed all the time? All I've ever gotten is Dear John letters.
Tax returns..
John, change your name!
Thanks for the reminder, Greeny, time to start crunching numbers.
my answer: junk mail, paper spam
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