Actual Messages I Wrote, Forgot, Then Found While Cleaning Out My Email Folders
11/29/05
I want my ashes spreading to be tasteful. Yes, so very tasteful.
Where?
Well, I've always wanted to wreak havoc at a Nesquik factory. Toss me in the chocolate vat, add milk, serves 100 people ... Tasty, too!
What the heck was I thinking?
10/09/06
Put on the bumblebee suit, Bob, and go hover.
This next one, some lady may have written she felt fresh as a daisy.
10/09/06
Oh, you're Dagwood Bumstead's dog? ... Daisy, go fetch daddy's slippers. Daisy, go nip Blondie. Daisy, go wet Herb Woodley's hammock. Nice girl, nice girl! I hope Mr. Dithers chases you with a rolled-up newspaper.
