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Bobo

September 15, 2005

Bobo and I go waaaaay back . . . we met when we were both geeks in a travelling sideshow . . . he bit the heads off chickens, while I hypnotized my chickens first so that they would dance the watusi while I bit their heads off.

I had a bit more showmanship, but Bobo was deep,man. He showed me how the entire universe can be revealed in pencil shavings – that blew my mind.

Poor Bobo, he was never the same after Monday Moonie got through taking back his wooden legs. He tried making the best of it for a while, strapping on pool cues, but it wasn’t the same . . . the last time I saw him he was bobbing for bottle rockets at a flea circus . . . he looked lost.

I should send him a postcard.

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