Saturday, September 22, 2007

Dear Fox-That- Lives-Behind-My-House,

Thank you for all the awful dreams I had because you made that fucked up noise while I slept.
I went to sleep watching "American Pimp", and had peaceful dreams of wearing big hats, driving Cadillacs, and occasionally having to bring my righteous hand upside the head of one of my many hoes.
That was all perfect until you started in with that FUCK-AWFUL noise. My dreams very quickly shifted to a world where everyones brakes squealed. All my friends cried for reasons unknown to anyone. Which caused all the kids to cry. Fox-in-the-woods...you made kids cry.
But that wasn't enough, nope you had to be louder. You had to warp my dreams to some evil battle between me and a crazy old lady who was bent on killing everyone. She would make a noise like a fox right before she stabbed them. I killed her finally. But even that caused her to make an unpleasant noise. And it caused me to wake up sweaty and shaky and hating you.
Fucking with people's dreams is a bitch move Mr. Fox. And you gon' pay what you owe. If you do this again, I WON'T hesitate to fuck you up.

Sincerely,
Bry "Fox-Choker" Useless





^ that is the sound a fox makes. it is unpleasant, unnerving, and mostly..it is fucking unnecessary.


^ that is a sound he did not make tonight, but has made before, and I hold that against him too.

And now that I've been playing all these sound files to find the one I want, he has come even closer to the back of my house. A Bitch Move.