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I'm shit at writing anything that isn't songs, just so you know. But I hear you understand the Glory That Is Plaid Pants so that right enough makes me know that you have taste and are an awesome person in the bargain.
So yeah. Keep being awesome and maybe you can touch the guitar, baby. Maybe.
- Roger
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I can touch the guitar whenever I want and you know it.
suzi
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Howdy do, darlin'. This is your favorite coffin bunkie/Z dealer here and I got some news for you. Got a tip on a grave down in the LA, and seeing as I've heard about the booze and the floosy virgins popping in and out of your hollow, I thought you might have a carpet for me to crash on. Or in.
SanFran has gotten a little predictable with the same old haunts and the same dumping sites. Maybe a little change in scenery could get the adrenaline and formaldehyde pumping, so who knows?
Don't bother writing back. I'll find you.
Your friendly grave robbing, drug dealing God of Darkness,
GR
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Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.
LA's a veritable gold mine for you, regardless of the year. Your best business venture would be crashing in the Inland Empire. Plenty of dumpsters rife with shit that will make you smell worse than you already do. Plus, you know, San Bernardino's the murder capital of the world, so there's that.
Suzi
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I usually don't play it like this, so unnecessarily sarcastic and bitchy- Wait a minute. Who am I kidding? Of course I do.
I know you took my bottles, both prescription and alcoholic. Give them back now or I will proceed to notify everyone of many of your deep, dark secrets. And deliver a very, very bitchy queen to your doorstep to sing you to sleep each night with Broadway's most miserable flops.
Tata, honey.
~ Mrs. Stanley Walker.
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