Comments to 2.16.06

TrixieBelden said...

Dear Old Man,

You got me in trouble last night. I hate being naughty...well...not always...The point is, I KNOW about the Trojan horse incident, I am just not familiar with the specific passages that you quote from the Odessey and the Illiad. It's ok though, I think I still like you...or rather, I'm not sure if I like you at all.

Love,
- Young Stupid Girl in the 2nd Row

Anonymous said...

Dear Crazy Child,

I know that you think that jumping off of tall objects at the back of adults is a great way to gain attnetion, but dont expect to always be caught when you jump off of tables chairs, ladders, and other such tall objects.

Sincerely,

- One who has been Dropped Often

Anonymous said...

Dear Lou Ferrigno,

Not being able to pronounce your name was not as distressing as I thought it might be as I did it in such a way that people thought I was being funny, not dumb. The nickname Big Lou was mentioned so I didn't have to try again. The facts of your life did not excede five minutes, but that may be my fault because I talk fast. Also, I regret to inform you that the small voice cameo you were to make had to be omitted. It just didn't work out, but I assure you we were all very disappointed. On a better note, overall, I think my presentation was not too boring and thanks to some quit interesting pictures I believe that less people had wandering eyes during your life story compared to others.

Thanks for staying green,
- A for Effort

Nick Gunzburg said...

Dear Abandoned Harmonicas,

In a rush, I left you. It was an unententional and tragic mistake. You were a gift from my creator at a special time, and I abandoned you. I cold regret nothing more. The loss of you has kept me up endless nights, the desire for your return has left me depressed and angry, I think about all of the moments we could have had together, all of the wonderfull things we could have acomplished, and i weep with tears of regret. If only I would have been less forgetfull, if only I had stoped to look more carefully, then maybe, maybe you and I would be living a different life, a life together. I yearn for you. I need you. Please, oh please, i wish nothing more than for you to return to me. I am so dreadfuly sorry.

With a bottle neck slide that is half empty,
- A Broken Voice