Dear Kyle, You’re Univited.

Dear Kyle in 4D,

We thought it would be nice to extend an invitation to you to the building holiday party.  When you arrived, you looked like your normal schlubbish self.  As the evening proceeded, it seemed that the egg nog and Hanukkah Manischevitz were disappearing all-too-rapidly.  But we weren’t really worried till you got excited by Mrs. Miller’s baby Jesus cookie platters.

When you removed the colored plastic wrap and started to undress, all the residents here felt uneasy.  I have attached a photo of the experience (in case you don’t remember), and I kindly ask you to not come to next year’s holiday party.

Warm holiday wishes,

Bryce Gruber

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  • Maura

    Dear Kyle,
    I heard you were uninvited to your buildings holiday party. I am deeply disturbed. Your antics were the life of the party and I officially invite you to my holiday party. No need to bring anything, I will provide the plastic wrap.

    Sending warm wishes and admiration,
    Maura

  • “eewww” is what I said out loud when I scrolled down to the picture

  • samantha

    What a guy won’t do for Mrs. Miller’s cookies. Next year, play it safe and don’t let her bake any.

  • Majick

    “wrap that rascal” and don’t stop until the nose and mouth are firmly covered. LOL But you have to admit the guy’s got …
    how do you spell hutzpah?