Yeah, like I’m going to stop the futile exercise of pitching this paper.
DearÂÂ Bob,
Will you write me a wrestling script thatÂÂ pits me against my irritating neighbor? In the front yard?
Dear Bob,
I was clearly the best candidate for writing a 33 and a 1/3 about Flip Your Wig. How come a road dog like me can’t catch a break?
Dear Bob,
I was thinking of throwing a dance record into my otherwise rock-heavy discography. Is this a wise idea?
Dear Bob,
Do you ever call customer service lines using that Modern Country vocoder?
Dear Bob,
I’m trying really damed hard to be funny right now. How come I’m failing?
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