WARNING-THIS IS NOT JON-READ ON IF YOU DARE...
Hello, friends of Jon! This is Jon's ghostwriter. Basically, what I do is write as Jon when he doesn't feel like writing. So he told me to write about the Drum-a-thon. Which is tough, seeing as I had to work all Saturday, and did not really see any of it. Ghostwriting doesn't pay as well as it used to. So I have to work part-time in a deli at Kroger. But that's not really a "Jon" story. Here's "The Drum-a-thon":
One day.
Twelve hours.
Twenty-five people.
$1,110.59
The Drum-a-thon
(Jon told me to write that part.)
(Now I'm going to play Jon.)
Oh, the drumathon. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...1) New Music=much jubilation. Hungarian Rhapsody #2 will keep me occupied for a good deal of time. 2) Free Food. Arby's, pizza, etc. YUM. 3) Washing cars. Who doesn't love cleaning dead bugs off windshields? I know I do. That's pretty much all that I remember from the Drum-a-thon, except I also have a sunburn.
-end of Jon transmission
Okay that was easy. Except it sucked. Man, I stink as a ghostwriter. But at least none of you will ever know who this is.
HA HA!!
One day.
Twelve hours.
Twenty-five people.
$1,110.59
The Drum-a-thon
(Jon told me to write that part.)
(Now I'm going to play Jon.)
Oh, the drumathon. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...1) New Music=much jubilation. Hungarian Rhapsody #2 will keep me occupied for a good deal of time. 2) Free Food. Arby's, pizza, etc. YUM. 3) Washing cars. Who doesn't love cleaning dead bugs off windshields? I know I do. That's pretty much all that I remember from the Drum-a-thon, except I also have a sunburn.
-end of Jon transmission
Okay that was easy. Except it sucked. Man, I stink as a ghostwriter. But at least none of you will ever know who this is.
HA HA!!