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Okay. So by now everybody between the Island and the-middle-of-nowhere-Sweden knows I've been off the market for a while. There's no surprise at all anymore. I mean, hell, it's been the highlight of the school's gossip on the walls of the bathroom stalls for a few months now, so ja. I'd been doing a lot of thinking when we were all out camping in the woods and stuff then, Franny, you dropped that bombshell on us about you and eyebrows getting hitched and it got me thinking even more about things. I've got a huge favour to ask from you guys. Don't shit a brick or anything when I tell you what it is. You can spare all the jokes and digs about how I don't waste any time with things like this too, because I already know I'm a massive fucking sap. So sue me. Can you really blame me though?
Seriously. Eduard means a lot to me, ja. I've got good grades and I haven't had a single write up or detention since duct-taping that arschloch to the front of the school a while back. I'm graduating in the top half of my class, for fuck's sake! I study like crazy, I've got college lined up and all sorts of scheiße now thanks to him. I nearly had a heart attack when that giant hairy pig thing took him down while we were camping too, but everything's okay now. He's pretty damned tough for a nerd.
Verdammt...I'm rambling...shut up. Ja, I know I'm "growing up" and all of that...
Anyway, this is probably the biggest, most important decision I've ever made, but nothing has ever made more sense in my entire life, so here it is...
I'm going to propose to Birdie. For serious. I was planning on doing it in front of the whole school at Graduation. That's coming up in a month or two I think. I'm going to need all of your help for this. Vatis, I was planning on doing it when you guys call me up to do whatever the hell it is I do when I grad...or maybe since Birdie's one of the last people on the list I can just do it when he goes up there. I don't know yet. Timing's not my best thing. When do you think would work best?
Franny and Tony, I'll need your help with a few things too. First off, rings. I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing when it comes to that. We'll need to hit the shops pretty soon after getting back to the Island if I'm going to have time to find the right ones. I also need somebody to keep Birdie distracted while we go out and do this shit. Franny, do you think eyebrows might be able to help with that? They both read books and stuff, don't they? Oh, and Birdie's favourite movie is this one called The Wedding Singer and there's this sappy song that the guy plays at the very end after finding this chick on a plane and hijacking Billy Idol's guitar.
Ja, that one. That's what I want to use to pop the question. That's where you come in Tony. Think you can learn that song by grad time? I'll need you to play that while I work my magic. And Franny, do you think you'd be able to whip up some eats for afterward? I was thinking of having everyone over for a shindig after it's all said and done.
There's not much time between now and Grad, so I've got to make sure I've got all of my chickens in a row by then.
Heilig scheiße....this is actually happening. Awesome, isn't it? I've never been more serious about anything EVER, though. I know things have moved pretty quickly, and I can't even really explain why, but I know damn well that I want to have Birdie around until I'm some grumpy old fucker who can't even lift his own beer up to take a drink. This is the most important thing that's ever happened to me and it scares the living shit out of me just thinking about NOT spending the rest of my life with him. It's crazy the kind of changes one plastic beer helmet can make in a guy's life, ja?
Just get back to me on this. I need to get my arsch in gear. Leak any of this to Birdie and I'll be after you.
-Gilbo
Okay. So by now everybody between the Island and the-middle-of-nowhere-Sweden knows I've been off the market for a while. There's no surprise at all anymore. I mean, hell, it's been the highlight of the school's gossip on the walls of the bathroom stalls for a few months now, so ja. I'd been doing a lot of thinking when we were all out camping in the woods and stuff then, Franny, you dropped that bombshell on us about you and eyebrows getting hitched and it got me thinking even more about things. I've got a huge favour to ask from you guys. Don't shit a brick or anything when I tell you what it is. You can spare all the jokes and digs about how I don't waste any time with things like this too, because I already know I'm a massive fucking sap. So sue me. Can you really blame me though?
Seriously. Eduard means a lot to me, ja. I've got good grades and I haven't had a single write up or detention since duct-taping that arschloch to the front of the school a while back. I'm graduating in the top half of my class, for fuck's sake! I study like crazy, I've got college lined up and all sorts of scheiße now thanks to him. I nearly had a heart attack when that giant hairy pig thing took him down while we were camping too, but everything's okay now. He's pretty damned tough for a nerd.
Verdammt...I'm rambling...shut up. Ja, I know I'm "growing up" and all of that...
Anyway, this is probably the biggest, most important decision I've ever made, but nothing has ever made more sense in my entire life, so here it is...
I'm going to propose to Birdie. For serious. I was planning on doing it in front of the whole school at Graduation. That's coming up in a month or two I think. I'm going to need all of your help for this. Vatis, I was planning on doing it when you guys call me up to do whatever the hell it is I do when I grad...or maybe since Birdie's one of the last people on the list I can just do it when he goes up there. I don't know yet. Timing's not my best thing. When do you think would work best?
Franny and Tony, I'll need your help with a few things too. First off, rings. I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing when it comes to that. We'll need to hit the shops pretty soon after getting back to the Island if I'm going to have time to find the right ones. I also need somebody to keep Birdie distracted while we go out and do this shit. Franny, do you think eyebrows might be able to help with that? They both read books and stuff, don't they? Oh, and Birdie's favourite movie is this one called The Wedding Singer and there's this sappy song that the guy plays at the very end after finding this chick on a plane and hijacking Billy Idol's guitar.
Click to viewJa, that one. That's what I want to use to pop the question. That's where you come in Tony. Think you can learn that song by grad time? I'll need you to play that while I work my magic. And Franny, do you think you'd be able to whip up some eats for afterward? I was thinking of having everyone over for a shindig after it's all said and done.
There's not much time between now and Grad, so I've got to make sure I've got all of my chickens in a row by then.
Heilig scheiße....this is actually happening. Awesome, isn't it? I've never been more serious about anything EVER, though. I know things have moved pretty quickly, and I can't even really explain why, but I know damn well that I want to have Birdie around until I'm some grumpy old fucker who can't even lift his own beer up to take a drink. This is the most important thing that's ever happened to me and it scares the living shit out of me just thinking about NOT spending the rest of my life with him. It's crazy the kind of changes one plastic beer helmet can make in a guy's life, ja?
Just get back to me on this. I need to get my arsch in gear. Leak any of this to Birdie and I'll be after you.
-Gilbo