Dear Annoying Kid Blocking My Driveway, Whilst I'm sure that whatever stupid trivial shit that's going on for you in your pitiful little life is deemed mucho important in someone of your considerable youth, it isn't so important that you park in front of my driveway and pick your nose.
I'm not totally unsympathetic to your plight. Admitted, I myself, have been plagued on occasion with a more than annoying nugget caught somewhere deep in my nasal cavity, however, I have always chose to deal with those matters in private. I never, not once ever, chose to block another's path in traffic, so to address the problematic morsel.
How you didn't see me, in my truck, towering over your teensy little red sedan, is beyond me. You were looking directly in my direction. Of course, I did notice that you had a friend in the passenger seat, and undoubtedly you wanted to avoid the uncomfortableness of digging deep into your nose. Truth be known, I did notice your eyes curved back into your skull, much like a feeding shark. What's the matter? Were you afraid that the crusty nugget in your nose might break free and shards would splinter into your eyes? Perhaps that could happen. I doubt it, but perhaps.
Still, you should have done this dastardly deed elsewhere. There was no traffic behind me when I turned onto my street, but you sat there in front of my house for so long that there was a hord of vehicle trapped behind me, when you finally took notice and moved your snotty ass.
'Twas really annoying, boy. Pick your nose on someone else's time. I hope we never need to address this subject again.
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