I don’t really understand why it’s necessary to curse. Anyway, I have been unable to concentrate enough time WORTHY OF MY FANS on the penis project. My depression kicked in this morning around 9:00, I have a cold, my bowel is blocked (this is the same bowel as we discussed in LITTLE SHORT). Call it a literal “kink in my colon”. And my back is sore. And I have a head cold.
Unti I rid myself of at least one or two of these maladies my effectiveness as a teller of the SMOKING PENIS tale is severely compromised.
Thank you for the cards, letters, telegrams, money, cookies and candy, half-off coupons to a wide variety of restaurants. Believe it or not, somebody actually sent me a brand new automobile! Just a tiny baby Ford. Mother said I shouldn’t accept it, but I am!
Better go beddie now!