Monday, February 05, 2007

Dear Apple: Maker of iPods 

Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. And Fuck You again.

I still hate you and your stupid product that, against any semblance of a less-than-miniscule hair of common sense I may have once had, I keep on buying even though I get burned EVERY DAMN TIME.

* but from which past, present, and perhaps future behavior suggests I clearly have long since been forcibly separated.

Let's get a divorce.

Thank you and goodnight.


P.S. What do you suggest I do with my fancy new Bose In-Ear Headphones that I bought myself for Hannukah? Hmmm?

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