Saturday, February 09, 2008


Son of a bitch.

Kids...there is no easy way to say this. The Cap'n, my partner in crime, my bosom buddy...he's leaving the Village Idiot. I don't know how to feel or what to say. He's been there through thick and thin, better and worse, for richer and poorer.

Nah, I'm just yanking your chain. The asshole is gone, what of it? We'll still get drunk together and do dumb shit. The Cap'n is my boy, yo. He's moving on to a better job, and who can fault him for it? Not this white boy. I would also like to give a quick word up to Jason, a buddy of mine from way back who helped him out with the job. Gracias, Senor Hulion. I owe you one. Feel free to call that one in whenever.

So I'm losing my number one partner in crime at the Idiot. That sucks. Other than Bri, the owner, Moses and E-Rock, managers, and Drew (aka the Wolf), the Cap'n was my boy. Nah, fuck that. The Cap'n and I were a team. We were assholes to the highest degree. I'll miss his pasty white ass. Best of luck to him.

God speed, good sir. You were the wind beneath my wings.

JT out.

Abbot and Costello,
Dean and Lewis,
Hitler and Mussolini,
and J.T. and The Cap'n.

You will be missed...
My sentiments exactly. Thanks for stopping by, man. Don't be a stranger.
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