Dear Exterminator Man,

If I were you, I would wait more than 3.5 seconds of knocking to barge in to a locked door with the key the complex provided to you. My apartment is rather large and that is simply not enough time to prepare myself for unexpected company. Sure, it would be a fair assumption that I would be dressed by noon, however, this morning I was not. It was a fun run-in we had in the hallway when I was pantsless and you became flustered. Did you like my new panties? I just got them at the semi-annual sale. I'm curious as to what you think.

Hoping There Are No More Silverfish In Our Showers,

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