I bet you can hardly wait to get your body and soul back to Warren, Pa. 16365 -- that old home town of childhood memories, that old high school hangout, that flea-bitten hold of a place we all go to as a last resort of whenever the money is gone, like when you don't know what the hell you're doing and come back here to get completely screwed up and fucked up in the head. W hew! Glad that's over, but when will it be over?? Poor Mike was freaking out here last nite -- he's there Help! Mardi and I are there "Cool it Foster" -- things could get worse -- Duh!
When will we see your smiling face and floppy hair again -- soon I hope. Why don't we all say the hell with it and take off for Florida -- well, it was an idea. Anyway, get your butt down here and take us out and get us completely bombed. Gee, that's never happened before.
Good luck w/ getting home with no heat -- did you get the car fixed? I hope.
See you soon.
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