Sunday

Dear Mom

Predator Press

[LOBO]

Having officially decided to move West, I think maybe I overshot.

We ended up in China just in time for the “Jump to Your Feet, Get on your Vespa and Drive to a Dennys and Order Something Not Weird From the Bitchy Waitress” Event.


After much ado we were soon chowing down on Sh** on a Shingle loaded with fried pig parts, a side of chicken embryos and a brown-colored juice made from beans.

The much-lauded decathlon was cool to watch, but seeing all the losers shot in the head was a bit distressing. Still, a bike and a gun are always handy in these circumstances; I was happy to have them.

Anyways, I did well in the Olympic Kites Event as you always predicted, and will be bringing home some gold we can melt down for rent.

Love Always,

LOBO


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOBO step away from the Panda!

LOBO said...

That panda was BEGGIN for it!!

Nanny Goats In Panties said...

Dear LOBO,

Your father and I are so proud of you! Aunt Betsy sends her love and wants to set you up with her friend's daughter Lulu. I told her you'd be more than happy to, I hope you're not busy the day after you get back because that's when y'all are going to the rodeo.

Love,
Mom

Donnie said...

Funny as hell el lobo.

Anonymous said...

I heard that you stole Ethan's gold medal and replaced it with the tinfoil one the elderly janitor gave you to stop your loud sobbing.