Good, yeah, same here. So listen man, we gotta talk about something. I mean, you know I've got your back right? Remember that time you almost walked into Mrs Branch's 2nd period homeroom with that chocolate pudding stain on your shorts? I totally saved you on that one bro. Oh yeah, and that time that your girlfriend Kelley saw Janie's eyeliner brush in your backseat so I told her it was mine? Yeah I saved your ass on that one too dude. At great personal expense I might add.
So anyway I thought we were pretty tight, but you hurt me man. I mean I appreciate that you took the time to catalog all my music for me, and that you offer unlimited 30-second samples from the world's largest music store but you took it too far, bro.
What? No, I don't think Kelley knew about you and Janie. She was pretty hot, huh? I heard she put on about 50 pounds though. Anyway, that's not my point. I'm talking about this "Just for you" section on your front page. I mean, it's cool and all that you analyzed my musical tastes or whatever, but this is fucked up. I mean seriously. I don't think we can be friends anymore.
What do you mean "what?". You know what I'm talking about dude. Do I have to paint you a picture? Fine.
What the fuck man? That's cold. I mean, I can overlook that Afroman suggestion, but that first one is taking it too far. You could have at least hidden it in the middle there somewhere.
So, yeah, anyway I gotta go. Don't bother coming by for the BBQ this weekend I think the house is gonna be full, ok? Yeah, I'm serious. Oh yeah, and I nailed Kelley one time after study hall right before she was supposed to meet you. I hope you're happy now.
