Day 4: Complaint Department

Sooner or later someone would complain:

Dear The Geek Zombie,

Your poetry sucks!

Cheers!
Frank

Now I won't resort to making fun of Frank. I won't resort to childish antics that involve me telling him that he sucks and his mom sucks, that would be pointless. It would go on and on, to the point that Frank would keep emailing and I would keep telling him how much he sucks like third-world toilets suck. It just doesn't seem that relevant to waist my time on explaining to Frank that sometimes when you email a complaint you have to have more than, "you suck."

So this is from me to you Frank.

Dear Frank,

Making a zombie with some remaining cognitive planning and plotting skills, angry in a post-apocalyptic society where zombies out number humans, probably not the smarted plan. Oh, and the ability to figure out your IP address, which tells the zombie where you live. Not the smartest tool in the shed are ya?

Happy Dying!

Sincerely,
The Geek Zombie

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To submit your own complaint email The Geek Zombie at thegeekzombie@gmail.com