A haiku fueled by subway rage:
Turnstile hog please listen up:
Means quit swiping, you moron.
WHY I’M ANGRY TODAY
My banana bread hasn’t arrived yet! To Lara (thanks for writing!) and the other students of Mrs. Pamela C. Sellers at Forest Hills High School in the lazy suburbs of Grand Rapids, Michigan: Please tell my mother that you have to spend the bread to send the bread. She skimped on postage! I’m such an ingrate.