“Winter”
By Jim Culp
May 3, 2022
This is a recent letter
that I sent and it was returned to me.
Dear Weather Gods,
You know, I ain’t one to
complain much. Things happen; I get it. But come on ya’ll, this crap is way out
of hand. It’s May…that means flowers and me taking tons of allergy pills to
survive…you know…fun stuff. Right now, it’s about 54º F here in Missura! Fifty-four
MFin’ degrees ya’ll!
Now, I get it if you guys
and gals are on vacation…but it’s time to get back to work and give up some
nice May temperatures. You know, like high seventies. No…not high seventies
with 29 MF’in mph winds neither. Nice calm weather for scoping out chicks,
fishin’, and drinking a couple or eight cold ones and grillin’ some wings out
back.
I know, lots o’ folks
done believe in ya’ll anymore, but I do.
Now, I’ve been a damn
good boy this year and last. I ain’t killed no one since 2003, and I’ve only
cussed out two or three goblins at the Walmart all year! So, I think on them
merits alone, ya’ll can send some 70’s my way, or in fact…you could just send
me back to the ‘70s so I can go see some good rockers before they was all dead.
Your call.
P.S. Sorry about the other
day when I cursed the weather…I was just tired of getting’ wet.
In your names,
-Jim
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