Listen Pakistan, its been nice. Really it has, but sometimes I feel like... well sometimes I feel like maybe we would be better if we took some time off from each other. And listen this has nothing to do with Afghanistan, I know I spend a lot of time with her, but we have an understanding that it is just a casual thing. And I know how much you hate India, and it is not because of her either so don't get mad at her.
But... I cannot stay with you if you cannot be honest with me. You are always hiding things from me and... well... I am not sure how to say this... but... I found bin Laden in your dresser yesterday. I wasn't spying or anything I was just looking for some socks and thought maybe they had been mixed into your laundry accidentally and... well... there he was.
Now don't get mad, I am trying to be calm about this so I ask that you be calm too. You know how I feel about him. You know what he has done to me in the past. You know the suffering he has put both of us through... yet I find him there. Now stop denying that you didn't know he was there because he wasn't really that well hidden... just enough to conceal him from a cursory check.
But yeah... that is the whole of it... I need some time alone now. But if there are any other secrets like this that you think I might need to know, now would be the time to tell me. Because I am going to find them eventually anyway.
Love,
America
Thursday, May 5, 2011
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