Monday, November 19, 2007

You Knew it Would Come to this Eventually

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So I'm going to try the "John Buccigross approach" to this writing about hockey thing and try a mailbag. You know how this goes. You ask me something. I answer as best I can. It's a nice give and take. Hopefully we all get to have some fun.

Ask me anything. Seriously. It doesn't even have to be a question. It can be a statement or a really long run-on sentence. Or we could play the question game. You know, we each keep asking the other questions until someone gives up or has a brain cramp. Or maybe share your best "your mom" joke. Let the creativity flow.

We'll see how this goes. I imagine it might end up somewhere between a complete train wreck and utter chaos. Hopefully the earth will survive.

melroserocks[-at-]gmail[d0t]com is the addy. Minus all the weird brackets and things. Damned spam bots.

One rule; no song lyrics. Sorry, John. It's not you, it's me. If you have any questions about music, please direct them to the Phoenix Coyotes.

5 comments:

  1. Are we supposed to email the questions or leave them here as comments? I just sent out an email and then I thought I should clear this up (sorry)

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  2. oh yeah--Dear Kevin, how do you type with boxing gloves on?
    --Loser Domi

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  3. doesnt matter really. I got your email, I'm just horribly busy and also horrible at replying in a timely manner. sorry =(

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  4. no worries--I know that feeling. I was asking for anyone else as well as myself.

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  5. and oh, by the way:

    Your momma is so tiny she hanglides off of Doritos

    Your momma so fat she jumped up in the air and got stuck

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