It is a short, old note to my brother. I’m not sure if I remember what it was about, likely Department of Motor Vehicles. Found the note while I was cleaning room. Must be more a year old. I found little humor on it.
“Andrew-
Out of concern on
your ‘infinite’ duty, being
a second-born, I dare you
to wake me up at ‘any-time’
for the purpose of driving
your useless corpse to
the tool of transportation
proctor.
Aye, this note is
anything but meaningless
message: the art of
English and its assimilating,
aimless goal on anything
else.
-JS”
Jiri H. Stefanovich © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
℠ Bad Robot
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