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to zook (no one else may read. that means you, ya douche),

tim raines is still playing baseball?

and isn't milton bradley a toy company, not a montreal expo. cripes.

i was at your old "stomping grounds" today for a nice long (and towards the end, cold) track meet. brings back bad memories for the scooter. 6 long years later, 7 pounds of hair lighter, i was back.

(i told you no one else may read this and here you are still reading. quit it nut lick.)

so i asked some of the waubonsie track coaches if they ever had zook "the k dogg" inc in class, and they said they've never heard of such a person. one said "what kind of stoopid ass name is that? zook inc!!" another replied "zook! ha! sounds like one huge loser to me! why would i take the time to teach someone called 'the k dogg'??" then they all laughed in my face and told me to fuck off.

so i asked some of the athletes if there was any type of legend surrounding your name. one guy DID remember hearing about a small sandy haired boy that always told people to call him "the k dogg," but thought it was only myth. he said no one could be that indie rock. i agreed.

(and you're still reading on?? BUG OFF YOU LITTLE SHIT)

so is it the lar-bear that is late on rent? surprise, surprise.

well it's been nice chatting with you ZOOK.

see you soon, hugs and kisses (butt farts for the rest of you nosey pricks).