Logan D. Hurricanes

Just his way of saying
 

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses.
 
One day, a letter came addressed in shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.
 
The letter read: "Dear God, I am an 83-year-old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with, have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me? Sincerely, Edna".
 
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends.
 
Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.
 
It read: "Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was $4 missing. I think it might have been those jerks at the post office. Sincerely, Edna".

You're about the only reason I'm not rooting for the hurricane   Stay safe man.

Editor: "How is the next chapter of that book coming along?"
 
Me: "I'm experiencing a lot of writer's block right now."
 
Editor: "What's the problem?"
 
Me: "I feel a powerful need to kill off a couple of characters."
 
Editor: "But you're writing an autobiography."
 
Me: "And...?"

Stop it, both of you. 

Spoiled for never ending trauma.

 
 

I think the scariest part of that song "Born to be Wild" is when they find a head out on the highway.

I think the scariest part of that song "Born to be Wild" is when they find a head out on the highway.

This is the best caption I've seen in a long time.