Dear Mother Nature,
We had an agreement: once Labor Day passed, we were home free as far as fires go.
This year, we made it all through the summer without one. single. fire.
And then came Labor Day. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking we were out of the woods.
Boy, was I wrong. The Fourmile Fire burned (and is continuing to burn) 6,400 acres; it's only 73% contained and has burned 166 structures. I'll give you the Fourmile Fire, as it started on Labor Day, and our agreement was once Labor Day passed we were home free.
Today, however, was completely uncalled-for. 700 acres west of Loveland and not a bit contained. Really? Today is *clearly* a violation of our agreement.
Who the hell peed in your Cheerios? Can't you just smite the person who pissed you off and get on with it?
The rest of us are tired of breathing in smoke and worrying about how fast the fire is moving and which of our friends is next to be evacuated.
So, really, just smite the person you're pissed at and be done with it already bitch.
Fed up with fires already