June 19th, 2008

island of misfit toys

Ev'ry memory of walkin' out my front door.

Dear Weasel Face,
A few times a year I get sad and pissed off that you died because I happen to see something that you and I would totally laugh our asses off at, and no one else I know would think it was funny or even understand WHY it was funny. Now is one of Those Times.