The New York Yankees

We hate the Yankees in our house, because Husbandman hates the Yankees and we love Husbandman.  That's just how it works.  And speaking of hating, the firsties wrote about a time that made them angry.  I loved this text a lot, written by one of the rascalliest firsties we have:

My dog peed on the rug.
That made me mad.
My dog is not potty trained.
I had to clean it up.
I hate my dog.
My dog needs to go to the shelter.