well I'll be goddamned....it does exist...after a month or so toying with the alleged existence of something called frod, I finally recieved my invitiation from justin timberlake, er, jesse baldwin...it seems he thought I became a hotmail man...boy, you should better know better...yahoo!!!....
I haven't had the opportunity to sit down and read thru the archives so who knows what kind of crazy stuff has transpired in your lives...
just biding my time here...trying to do the right thing and succeeding more often than not...I am the full time demo guy at the joe now...the pores of my body are currently saturated with roasted shallot butter which, incidentally, pairs nicely with the quatro fromaggio over farfalle...in fact, by the end of the day, in a naked lunchesque delusional episode, I felt as if I had in fact become the roasted shallot butter... I was no longer christopher joseph pryor, bipede anglo saxon, but a mass of gourmet spread... quite peculiar indeed...
time for bed...I have a big day tommorrow handling bloody free range chicken...jonny, lets get married...that is after elliot and I get our divorce settled...YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME!!! WELL ILL BE DAMNED IF I DON'T GET THE CAT!!! can we still be friends?
