busybee comics: Random

BOSS: This, shall we say, situation with Sarducci has gotten out of hand. I want you to send him a message.

HITMAN: Sure thing, boss.

[[SOON…]]

Letter taped to apartment door: Dear Mr. Sarducci, I would greatly appreciate it if you would refrain from playing your stereo at 2:00 AM, as I get up early in the morning to teach Pilates. Sincerely, George Ackermann, Apartment 309. P.S. Could you watch after my cat Mr. Picklesworth next weekend?