3.03.2010

I need you, Allen Funt.

Some jagoff has been lurking around our town, conducting lewd acts in his car and prompting the district to send out a fresh "Stranger Alert" nearly every day. I'm not disgusted. I'm not scared. I'm simply sick of assholes destroying the peace. And I'm pissed. I want my kids to be able to play outside without having to witness some asshole's penis where it has no business being -- in a hand, in public. Seriously, isn't Skype and your bathroom good enough? Do you really get off when a stranger catches you in the act? Oy.

Tonight, I'm summoning Allen Funt via seance. I'm going to ask him for guidance. How can I catch this pervert on camera? After all, since dbag loves attention, he shouldn't mind when I post 8x10 glossies of his face around town, right? I always keep my camera close by. Now, I'm just hoping for the occasion to use it. If I catch you, jagoff, remember to smile! Just don't wave.

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