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Dear Buckethead,
Hey, Simon. I know your name is really Brian, but I think you're a Simon.
Anyway.
Look pal, I'm not going to be able to make it your show next week. I know that we agreed that we'd finally meet and fall in love and elope to Venezuela and all, but it's just not a good time for me. I thought that I would have people to go with to meet you but I don't. And we both know how I feel about strangers. Please don't be too upset. You're still my shining star. You still my boo and all that, I just don't think it's the best time to meet. Besides, I got zits. Well, just one.
Either way, I don't think we can meet just yet and you're still the love of my life so don't get it twisted.
In other news, I am not going to the buckethead show because I don't have any money. I am going to see girl talk though. My grandma is coming down soon. I can't wait. I hope she flicks someone off. I've always wanted to see her give someone the dirty bird.
I can hear my neighbors either moving furniture or having sex. Maybe doing both. Funshine keeps meowing. It's just another day at the pines.
I really just don't know what's going to happen if Obama loses. I think I'm going to get the hello operator out of the states for a term or two. Remember that song, "that just my baby daddy"? well, i think that he should have them record "that just my barack obama" and he could dance out behind curtains and shit before speeches and make heads of state do the tootsie roll and butterfly to his song. Everyone's gotta have a song.
god i'm a genius.
Hey, Simon. I know your name is really Brian, but I think you're a Simon.
Anyway.
Look pal, I'm not going to be able to make it your show next week. I know that we agreed that we'd finally meet and fall in love and elope to Venezuela and all, but it's just not a good time for me. I thought that I would have people to go with to meet you but I don't. And we both know how I feel about strangers. Please don't be too upset. You're still my shining star. You still my boo and all that, I just don't think it's the best time to meet. Besides, I got zits. Well, just one.
Either way, I don't think we can meet just yet and you're still the love of my life so don't get it twisted.
In other news, I am not going to the buckethead show because I don't have any money. I am going to see girl talk though. My grandma is coming down soon. I can't wait. I hope she flicks someone off. I've always wanted to see her give someone the dirty bird.
I can hear my neighbors either moving furniture or having sex. Maybe doing both. Funshine keeps meowing. It's just another day at the pines.
I really just don't know what's going to happen if Obama loses. I think I'm going to get the hello operator out of the states for a term or two. Remember that song, "that just my baby daddy"? well, i think that he should have them record "that just my barack obama" and he could dance out behind curtains and shit before speeches and make heads of state do the tootsie roll and butterfly to his song. Everyone's gotta have a song.
god i'm a genius.