Frieda Bellows Is Really, Really, Really Fed Up

Editor,

All right, that does it. It seems like only yesterday when I wrote to tell you that I'm getting more and more fed up lately, and now that's not the half of it. Actually, it's more like a fourth of it, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

I mean, I was fed up with Squirrels, Evil Robots, and Safeway to begin with, and what with all of the recent shenanigans—and I will use that word, shenanigans—involving sock puppets run amok, diabolical signature gatherers, vicious youth gangs, the end of the world, chicken, and sharks, it would be perfectly reasonable for you to expect that I'd be really fed up by now.

Well, guess what, Mr. Smarty Pants…you'd be wrong!

I have skipped right over being really fed up, blown way past being really, really fed up, and gone straight to being really, really, really fed up!

Frieda Bellows