Damn, Bill: get over the cousin-Frank thing. Get over me, too. It's been decades since you were my little spittle cup. I cherish our time together, or at least I say so. But it's over. The dream is dead: you can write all the letters about Cosell you want to, but he's gone off to where vocabulary and injustice join forces to keep things interesting in the next life. Your words won't get him (or me) fired now. So give it up. Please!
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ReplyDeleteOn second thought: if you see Youkilis around, crack that placard stick with reckless abandon.
ReplyDeleteDamn, Bill: get over the cousin-Frank thing. Get over me, too. It's been decades since you were my little spittle cup. I cherish our time together, or at least I say so. But it's over. The dream is dead: you can write all the letters about Cosell you want to, but he's gone off to where vocabulary and injustice join forces to keep things interesting in the next life. Your words won't get him (or me) fired now. So give it up. Please!
ReplyDeleteand here I thought Mustang was lost in some juju sacrifice. Thank goodness, we need useless filler like this to occasionally relieve El Duque
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