Hey, How’s It Goin?
I can’t even begin to start stopping the end of the beginning when the rail came off the fence and then the train came to my house and flew me to the moon. The moon, I tell you! The moon! I specifically requested cheese be delivered and I got sent to the freaking factory. Un-Freaking-Believable! That stupid cow almost clocked me with it’s hoove. I’ll sue I tell you! I’ll sue! Well, if I can figure out how to get home. I set up moon rocks in morse code so the ISS could … ISS you dumb dumb the extra I makes the Goddess and the bad dudes blowing things up because they can’t get laid until they die or something like that. Hmm, … except … if that were REALLY true they’d all be dead by now. But we’re not talking about that we’re talking about the purple cow Seth Godin keeps sending up and over the moon. Sorry Seth, but you KNOW it’s true. You started this whole Purple Cow thing and now EVERYONE is sending purple cows to the moon. The ISS can’t even SEE my morse code because of all your satellite cows raining cow poop all over space. It’s disgusting. And you shall pay! Pay in purple restitution! I demand you change your blog from glorious Orange to Passion Purple! Let all us moon people see you are sorry for all those puple cows bringing joy and bliss all over planet earth and torturing innocent Moon Folk. Actions have consequences my friend. I know you could have never imaged yours, but here we are. You and all your purple karma making purple poo rings all over my moon cheese factory!
if only I could eat dairy
love & hugs & purple slugs,
~ M needs an i to bring in the c and then the french belle comes in minus the b
crap, I forgot the H
it’s all about the H!
symetrical glorious H
although, if you make me tell you, Q is superior
it just is
deal
…
darnit, I have to sign off again and I forgot all the p’s and the s’s to make this a formal letter so you’re going to have to settle for a note
and measly boring note
laaaaaaaaaaa
that was g
the one below middle C
pretty pretty g
it’s kind of like a Q, but Q’s are too elite to have piano time
so there you go
no Q notes
byeeeeee!
still love you
if you want a second hug, here it is
if you didn’t want the first why on EARTH did you read this in the first place the whole point of this is hugs!
I can’t send anymore slugs though
I only had the one. And it’s reflecting off the cows and got incidental perma-purple
it was my only moon-friend
and now it’s burned up in the re-entry
and I have no more to send you
when I return, I shall make up for my remiss with a slug-a-poluza! oh, dear that’s already been done
can you believe it?
ok, I’ll think of something
in the meantime?
enjoy the rest of your pie,
– Michelle with no bell_ because there’s a spell that keeps out the E that’s gone missing but I think I know which post it ended up on so I shall get these renegade E’s back into their word cages so they stop making havok all over the place yes that’s my name, what are you gonna do about it? receive that second hug, THAT’s what you’re gonna do about it! re-see yourself in the hug of the glorious V