get me the hell out of here

I give you…Michael Halas (in the red underwear):

Dear Jim,

First, let me thank you for a wonderful evening. Your kind nature and generosity brought me and my roommates together like never before. For that, I thank you.

 But we need to talk.

Now that the morning has come and I’ve had a chance to think about last night, there’s a few interactions that were, retrospectively, quite rude of you. The first being, while I was enjoying the company of my new neighbors - making me crack a smile and almost giggle when the woman from apartment 3 was sobbing because her roommate died. How insensitive! Making jokes at a time like that! And so we invited you back to the apartment, at which point you started asking Tevvy unusual questions – it made me feel so awkward! I didn’t really care to know about Alex’s “Stinky Dinky.” I will admit that convincing me to dance with Tevvy and scream the lyrics to “Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing” was a riot, but I’m sure our neighbors didn’t appreciate all the times we fell on the floor or knocked furniture over.

And I will expect you to pay for the dishes you threw out of my window.

 Otherwise, I hope we can move past this little incident and find a time and place to see each other again.

 Best,
Seano