Dear People Of Los Angeles,
Keep your phony-ass bullshit out of our town!
Sincerely,
The Rhetorical Letter Writer (on behalf of all San Franciscans)
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posted by The Rhetorical Letter Writer at 11:36 AM
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4 Comments:
I'd like to see that on Lombard...er...I mean...DON'T MAKE ME PUT MY BIRKENSTOCK IN YOUR A$$!!! I'll have you spitting granola for a month punk.
Here's a question for the RLW. If someone in a hybrid vehicle engages in a drive-by would it be a Miscegenation Motor Murder
...or perhaps a Alloy Auto Annihilation
...or better still a Bastard Buggy Bump-off
...but my personal favorite is a Composite Conveyance Croaking
Hear, hear! New Yorkers may be rude, but at least it's a genuine rudeness. Los Angeles? A plastic city, populated by plastic people living plastic lives; an artificial metropolis, fueled by glitter, greed, silicone and botox; a graveyard of broken dreams littered with 5 million headstones, and every one of them written in screenplay format.
Seems that size does matter...and that longer is not better!
How long has it been since any of you people have been to L.A.? It's not populated by plastic people anymore! It is now Illegal Alien Central baby!
The hell with Hollywood! We got the world's biggest day labor centers this side of the southern border! Who needs glitter? We've got junk cars and mariachi music...YEAH! It is a bit confusing for the tourists who go expecting Mann's Theatre but end up hiring two guys to paint their front porch.
Oh well, thems the breaks.
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