Sunday, April 6, 2008

R.I.P. Mister Futch.


Sorry I didn't pick up this afternoon around 4 something. I did not know that you were going to be dead. I have seriously tried calling you like...13 times or something in that neighborhood, but I either get a busy signal or some computer-woman tells me that you are unavailable and it was certainly not your voicemail. I...am...SO....sorry that I did not pick up. Sorry you didn't make it to 21 or get to lose it. SORRY

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