Friday, July 06, 2007

Dear Thugly Teenage Boys Who Were Rehearsing For Their Friend's Quinceañera at the Hall Where My Derby League Practices;

I'm glad you got a good laugh whenever one of us wiped out - The whooping and jumping up and down was real mature, by the way.

Just wanted to let you know, though, that we had a pretty good laugh ourselves when, not five minutes later, you were waltzing to "My Heart Will Go On".

I'll take floor surfing to dancing to Celine Dion any day.

Now I'll let you go ahead and get back to watching your "Jackass" dvds, or begging strangers to buy you a case of Bud Light, or buying tickets to a Cher concert.

xxoo,

me


p.s. I'd love to see you get your ass out there on skates

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