Wednesday, November 12, 2008

NIGHTLIFE: THE HIGH SCHOOL CONFESSIONS, LETTER I OF IX

Dear Robert Schwartzman,

I am sorry for covering your front lawn in shredded newspaper pilfered from the Deseret News dumpsters. I'm sorry that we wet it down. See, the police officer that caught us "littering" in the dead of night said we had to. Said so after we told him that we had your mom's permission to do it because it was your birthday.

Seeing as it wasn't actually your birthday and we didn't actually have permission, I'm sure that when you woke up the next morning you were pretty bummed about the mess you had to clean up.

With regret,

Megan

5 comments:

Morgan said...

Robert Schwartzman?
HA!
how naughty.
I'm laughing so hard!

Jaime Stephens said...

hahah I am laughing to thats awesome! Robert Schwartzman what a name to remember thats awesome! Looking forward to more of these.

bird on the lawn said...

oh no! you forgot the best part!!!!
the cop told us he was nervous that the papers would go onto the neighbors yard and he SUGGESTED THAT WE SPRAY THE PAPER WITH THE HOSE!!!

So we did!

Buffy Bandley said...

Ash- Don't you remember? It wasn't the neighbors yard that he was worried about... It was the Temple! What a dumb cop. Meg- I am glad that you are writing about this like we talked about!

Just Sue said...

I thought you were perfect in high school and that all you did was study. I guess I was wrong?