Me: the phone rings. i pick it up.
Me: I hear nothing but paper moving on the other end.
Me: yes, you’ve reached Death.
Me: please die now.
Me: it is that hard for some people to say “Hello” or some response?
Me: my hate for idiots is an overflowing tsunami of shovels.
Ducky: feels like that should be a haiku or something
~insert much tweaking, I had forgotten how to write a haiku~
Ducky: Idiots I hate
Ducky: But inspiration they are
Ducky: SHOVEL TSUNAMI
(“Ducky” is a friend of ours. ;-))