Read Bob’s last thing that he wrote.
Something about how we met. Didn’t get to the end of it. Didn’t want to.
Too many tears in mine eyes. From that election debacle.
I quit smoking. Started again after reading his writing.
How did we ACTUALLY meet?
Ha.
HA!
I have two arms.
(Plus two others on my back from my twin which I did something to in the womb.)
I never burned down a Gino’s in my life.
We actually met in a My Little Pony AOL chatroom. Me accidentally, he the moderator.
It was only me and him.
I felt sorry. He then sent me a nickle for a pack of smokes. This was a long, long time ago.
Have no idea why he wanted to send me a nickle for a pack of smokes so long, long ago.
But he did.
I was then stuck.
His degree is from a college advertised in the back of one of those girly magazines.
He had to draw a turtle.
He’s still a moderator in a My Little Pony chatroom.
I once burned a My Little Pony. It melted into goo.
He doesn’t know about THAT.
