Big foot wait feet is missing; jingly hat and all. Guess he got lost, like the last time. No neon (no, not him) lights to guide the way. No growling Bear or Cheerleader to provide clues or Rudolf with his nose so bright to guide the way.
Alas poor Ace, we knew him well........
Bill; a pity, Gerald and Ace, all in one week.
I left a trail of M&Ms from the old place to this one.
Maybe I should have used Merlot.
Probably best that you didn't use Merlot. Aside from it having silent properties, he'd never get here if he found it.
Bill
Geez, I hate Eminem. Somebody must've drank the merlot, too. Drunk. Drinked.
Stupid place still doesn't have a grammar checker, apparently. And if my hidden email shows leave it alone; I don't want to be looked up. Too.
I don't know where the heck this is. Who knows where I am. I suppose it's the year we poast bond. (007).
Ace; year of the pig should've started better, you'd think.