Or, perhaps I should say: You have bagged yourself some FRESH-ASS LETTUCE, BABY.
And, uh, I ugly-laughed a little when you called MySpace the Shawnee of the intarwebs. Because: SERIOUSLY.
Also: You're about to get REAL SICK of colons and Caps Lock. I use them sorta way too much. Not that I'm, like, making amends for that or nuthin'. Cuz that's just how I do.
We tried to sent you some comics - must be an old address. Comics were returned. Give us a new one. Feels like forever since you were here. Cheers & Congrats!
I hope you remember me. Moreover, I hope you cry because you miss me. But don't worry little lamb. I will wipe those tears away. I have no idea what I'm saying. This is what happens when I'm not stimulated by my J-O-B
I feel really dumb, I just spent like an hour freaking out at the internet for not being able to find any Marty Peercy guitar tabs..thats when I realized that there probably wouldn't be any on the internet.
haha...right on. I wouldn't mine going back to Shawnee. My favorite place was Knuckles Pub. The weather is starting to heat up over here, but people are just poring in. Good hearing from you.
Awe! Falling in love in the beginning of Spring. I am happy for you, friend. Cure + you + piano + me = an AMAZING event I would never want to miss. :) I hope to see you soon!
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