Dear Neighbor,
I know it just snowed and you have to leave for work (which you yelled to me when I gave you the "What the HECK, man?!" face from my window), but it is straight-up ridiculous to start a freaking snow blower at 5:15 a.m.
Love,
Kymba
P.S. Buy a shovel.
P.P.S. I may just poop in your bed while you're at work today.
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