I just got my postcard from Oregon from the FAMOUS pukesick
...and
gracious me if it ain't
homemade! It's a
thin piece of
cardboard with some
blue paper and
visual airline safety instructions taped to the
front. Very
professional-looking, I must say.
Anyway, it reads (with my comments in
italics): "Jet-poopicles,
{Hmm. Going for a jessicapierce vibe, pukey-wookey?} Look, the
safety instruction is sporting a
mullet!
{I think he means the dude's hairstyle, which is less than mod} We are off to a
good start {smudged word}, having
survived my
trans-Atlantic flight a bit back. I have been
working lots lately and not much
slacking, however, I did get
married {Hey! Congratulations!} to someone at the 24 hour
Church of Elvis last weekend in
Portland, that was
fun and good after staying up for
48 hours. Please be on the lookout for
baby-blue earmuffs for me; I am in
desperate need of a pair
{pukesick is the only person I know who needs earmuffs in the summer} Summer is
creeping up,
yay! You live in
NM, do you own a
dog(s)?
{Sorry, no}"
So there you have it. He just got
married, and he needs earmuffs. Have you sent the
happy couple a
wedding present yet?