L.M.B.

Lame My Brother
Little Mister Bastard
Lick My Balls

Eddie, I here-by protest you. Here I thought this whole time you were ignoring us against your will, perhaps your fingers had been cut off. I didn't know for sure, but I was confident that if you HAD the chance to write to us, you would. If you were, in any way, capable of communicating your situation in life, you wouldn't hesitate. Asshole! I'm happy you have a girl out there somewhere, somehow, but she's not going to disappear into thin air if you sacrifice a few minutes here and there. You realize that you haven't posted anything since: September 16th? Or something. Three and a half months, you lazy good-for-nothing calus & whipped piece of you-call-yourself-a-friend! Howl.