An Open Letter to My Teenage Son
Sunshine Joe

I cleaned my son’s room and found … hmm, let’s see … several uneaten sausage biscuits (and yes, being from McDonald’s, they were un-deteriorated!), dessicated oranges, rotten tomatoes, lots of water bottles, soda bottles, candy wrappers, poptart boxes … a thousand wonders I didn’t find a rodent population as well! (Yes, I’m grateful!) Oh, and snotrags, a huge pile of them! Is the trash can invisible when he’s in the room or what??

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