Open Letter to an Angry Old Man

Hey, old man! Yeah, you over there with the onion on your belt and die-cut squaredancers sticker on the back window of your Chrysler New Yorker. What the fuck gives you the right to go spouting off at my wife after you poorly negotiated the right-of-way at a three-way stop in the Tall Mouse parking … Continue reading Open Letter to an Angry Old Man