Dear Howard
I know that you had been complaining to me about my dilapidated barn for years. Tear it down you said, shore it up you said, for heaven sake give it a new coat of paint you said..... But NOOOOOO... You refused to give me time to comply with your demands.
I think taking matters into your own hands was a little bit out of line and driving your truck into the roof of said barn shows that it was in much better condition than you first thought as if you were still with us you would see that my barn is still standing but now it is truly an eye sore as your truck which is a clunker by the way is now a hood ornament for my barn.
You gave your all and I will give it to you that you were 100% committed into bringing my barn down... But look what it cost you.... By the way your welcome as my wife tells me you are singing in the heavenly choir now with the angels. If it hadn't been for my barn you'd still be stuck down here on earth with the rest of us.
Your little dog is still chasing my chickens by the way and is too fast for me to catch.... But I promise you said dog will soon be in heaven with you. Now where did I put that shotgun?
Sincerely,
Ole McDonald