Thursday, March 4, 2010




Dear Fu Manchu,


I'm dictating this letter to my daughter

as i no longer have the use of my arms

or hands with which to write you this letter with.


I just want you to know that i don't have

hard feelings about what did or didn't happen

late last night after the dinner party at your bagoda.


I still have some of my teeth left and for

that i am grateful.


sincerely,

B. Wilderment





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