Dear Dadtractor

Dear Dadtractor (Dad + contractor),

Last Sunday we had to turn on the heat in our apartment for the first time since March.  It still doesn’t really work.  It still spits out large amounts of dust.  It still sounds like a 747 is landing in our living room when it’s on.

Also, if you could, please hurry up with the house.  Today we’re putting in our 30-day notice to move out.  As much as we really love you, we don’t want to live with you and the Vice Presimom of Liberty Construction Inc (Mom) until the house is done.

We’re willing to work on the weekends to help.

Love,

M & C

p.s.

Please be nice to Nick and Jose because we’re not getting up on a ladder to paint the trim 30 feet above the ground. :)

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