I say these few words, in the time that I have left
before I'm off to British soil.
Look out for any revolutions in the news about
boys from the states starting uprisings in foggy London town.
See you guys when we return.
Good night,
and good luck.

Meander your primrose path
and challenge the subtle wake,
for I shall allow my gaze to saunter
down the cylindrical symphonic sanctuary,
for there I see the warbling ancestors
that we so deafly ignore,
while the light of cathedral hauntings
fill us with the tales that christened the
storytelling we so fataly persue.

MOTHA F****IN' SNOW DAY!!!!

Hchello. Thees ees yoor freend, Boris Kolenkhov.
Kome see "You Can't Take It With You" tonighkt,
at Tosa East.
Eef yoo are noot there, I vill find yoo.
And I vill Keell yoo.
Zo be there.
OR be sqvared.
Da.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYBODY!!!! HEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE!!!

Sincerely,
The Pumpkin King

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So i guess im Boris Kolenkhov.
In "You Can't Take It With You."
Chyea.

INTERNATIONAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY BITCHES!!!
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INTERNATIONAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY BITCHES!!!

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