Dear Lady who lives on my Street,

Yes, we are the family with the 'pitbull.

Yes, he will eat you if you are outside.

Yes, the media does portray pit bulls accurately.

Yes, we are awful parents because we have a killer as a pet.

Yes, all pit bulls bite.

Yes, I am not even close to being fucking serious.

Yes, I think you are an asshole.

Yes, I think you are ignorant.

Yes, I am going to TP your house when we move.

By the way, the killers name is Potato and I can pretty much guarantee your ass that he is nicer than any dog or homosapien you have ever met, including yours truly.

Thanks for ruining my day and making me wish I could actually sell my house and not take a 20k loss.

Cheers,

Chef's Widow