The Wooman is leabeen' me. Por a larng time. Paulo weel loogh after me. I lighe heem. Bod I weel be lonely.
One day the Wooman an' Beence an' me weel be a nu-cuclear familee.
(I hope Meester Boosh choghes arn a pretzel. Maybe thees time they weel nard be so qeeck weeth the Hindleeck Manoeuvre)
Oh Estorbito, we'll think about you all the time. And we are already family, man, except maybe right now we are a wind-powered family. Nuclear soon. :-)
ReplyDeleteBobo! Where are you? hit the keyboard, man. I meeeeess you!
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