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Dear >()<
_____ ^ Hehhehheh! You
highhats with your
highhanded manners think
that you can
withhold your nice double H words from the working man and his highly ethnic friends of
pathhypongathous habits that you find so distasteful. For you I have these questions...
(1) Why is it that you can have a
bathhouse by the pool and we can't have a double -h
washhouse at the plant?
(2) Why is it that if you want to go somewhere all you have to do is
hitchhike, and we can't even
hitchhope a ride to town?
(3) Why can't
hashheads in Turkey go to a proper
hashhouse? One that is spelled with the royal double -h.
(4) You go on
witchhunts; Why can't witches go on
witchhaunts?
(5) If you call our neighborhood the
pariahhood, can we call yours the
pettyposhhood?
(6) If you people get to enjoy your
beachhouses, give the hoochinoo indians back thier
hoochhouses where they brewed a
fleshhued grain called hurl into a passable beer. They found the long
peachhued ends of the grain ideal for sweeping up the
hoochhouse floors. Today this part of the grain is called
highhurl, and it is imported from Mexico and used as broomcorn in all natural fiber brooms on the market today.
My advice to you
richhooders: Get off your
highhorses! Now!
Humphho! and good night!
- mw.