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Tag: Open Letters

It is imperative we observe the appropriate time to ring in the season, as that “ring” is the alarm which awakens Santa from his 11-month slumber.

Just glancing at this green expanse makes me burst with joy. It is the same feeling I had on my wedding day, and on the day you were born.

No glass bottles. No breaking glass bottles. No threatening Duck Race volunteers with broken glass bottles.

We take pride in our product. We know that there is no better feeling than tossing a big burlap sack over your shoulder after a big heist.

My profile specifically states I'm looking for "the Jim to my Pam," meanwhile you're still "figuring out your relationship type."

It’s still me, the same old Gary, but now I’m backed by a mega-cap corporate behemoth. You can just call me Gary Delivery Brought to You by MegaTech.

Mr. Jensen has not won eight gold medals in curling. In fact, it’s unclear whether or not Mr. Jensen has even seen curling before.

We dispatch a man with a plastic bag (full of loose Arizona iced teas) to stare at her so hard she gets the dry sweats.

We regret to inform you we won't be able to offer you a position at this time. We'll always wonder what could have been.

I do take issue with whoever claimed the domain liveauctionfor115belleview.net and started an all-out bidding war for my family’s home.

You’re telling us that our beloved home--a place where many Hagen-Hogan BrätBoy Brats™ have been happily consumed--isn’t worth your time?

When you cupped me in your hands and held me up to the light, I thought, “Okay, geologist!” I was excited to go home with you.