Oh, Matthew John...
My brother Matthew is batshit insane.
I received the following e-mail from him, regarding FWMA:3
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"I'm working on fucking with your art. I'm exploring the lesbian angle. So far it's something like this:
Plot summary:
Short-haired stereotype girl walks into the diner in a vinyl miniskirt. The long-legged waitress walked over. Girl says she'd like a grilled cheese.
With mustard and pickles. How about some tuna? asks the waitress. I like tuna, don't you, she says. Girl says, No, just pickles and mustard. Then the waitress hikes up her skirt, jumps up on the table, rubs her crotch on girl's face and says. How can you pass up tuna?" Degrades into lesbian porn, finishing with the immortal line, "you naughty girl, you better come on my finger."
OK, maybe I'd better not fuck with your art right now."
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benjamin
Whose whole family is crazy as something that's really crazy
I received the following e-mail from him, regarding FWMA:3
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"I'm working on fucking with your art. I'm exploring the lesbian angle. So far it's something like this:
Plot summary:
Short-haired stereotype girl walks into the diner in a vinyl miniskirt. The long-legged waitress walked over. Girl says she'd like a grilled cheese.
With mustard and pickles. How about some tuna? asks the waitress. I like tuna, don't you, she says. Girl says, No, just pickles and mustard. Then the waitress hikes up her skirt, jumps up on the table, rubs her crotch on girl's face and says. How can you pass up tuna?" Degrades into lesbian porn, finishing with the immortal line, "you naughty girl, you better come on my finger."
OK, maybe I'd better not fuck with your art right now."
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benjamin
Whose whole family is crazy as something that's really crazy