An Open Letter to Myself ?… set the mood: the sound of my own ignorance

Dear Dumbass,

Congrats! You’ve officially (and unwittingly) announced yourself pretty pretty pretty precharded — that’s the politically correct term for ‘pretty retarded’ at my place of work where there is an open kitchen and we must swear in code — right here on the internet, potentially for millions to see.

You often complain about others stating facts without doing proper preliminary research, and yet you’ve overstepped your bounds by assuming that something was not what it actually was — in a previous post you accused Elvis Radio of not playing Rhinestone Cowboy out of personal spite against you.

ELVIS NEVER PERFORMED RHINESTONE COWBOY, DUMBASS!

You need to tone down the sass and do some goddamn research before you write your open letters; it’s about the quality of the rant, not the quantity.

.megan.

P.S.  Elvis is rolling over in his grave at the thought of you confusing WAYNE NEWTON for THE KING!