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Tuesday, January 8, 2008

peep show

luck is gone said...
Reverend, seems I was the luckiest person. See, I live in this subdivision and the houses are pretty close together. My neighbor is probably 35 years old, unmarried, BEAUTIFUL, beyond words. She has the body of a model. She doesn't seem to know how to close her blinds in her house. You see, every morning, I sit at my kitchen table, with my newspaper and cup of coffee. I make my wife believe that for an hour I am reading the paper. Well, I am actually getting the best show ever. I am able to watch her shower and get dressed for her day. My son has now realized what is going on. He now wants to be a part of the morning routine. The wife has figured this out. How do I get my mornings back the way things were. I really miss my show.

dear goner,
l...l...l...let me get this straight. you want advice on how you can continue to violate this poor woman's privacy, with your voyeuristic viewing? what are you thinking my brother? you don't sound like a very smart man, you probably don't read that fast either. i will try to type this slowly, so you can keep up....o.k here we go, i've got three words for you v h s..... as in vhs recorder. you should have already taken action and had the morning ritual on video tape.
let me preach on it....
i...i...i...i'm not saying your neighbor deserves to be spied on daily, i'm just saying that if you innocently got a free peep show one morning, you should have made your own 'girls gone wild video.' then kept a copy for yourself. that is, if you're neighbor is as bodacious as you claim. now my brother, you're sitting there eating your cheerios with your wife keeping lookout, and don't have one penny to show for your all your effort. it does sound like to me, that you have messed up a good thing, but let's look at the bright side, you now have more time to spend doting on your wife. ha! as for your son, you need to launch a boot missile toward the crack of his assghanistan, because i'm sure that he's the one that got you caught by your misses.
u...u...u...unfotunately, your mornings will never go back to "the way things were," but it's never too late to start a new morning ritual. tomorrow when you're perusing your paper and drinking your morning coffee with your wife keeping watch, kindly write down your neighbor's address, and mail it to the rrw along with a 5x8 photo. i guarandamntee those blinds will be closed in a few days. and when she finally does leave her house, pay no attention to her walking bowlegged. i really appreciate the information.......
peace out!

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