RuneSki, my friend I wondered what had become of you.
Since you’ve be away everyone on the Board has been so nice to me, with the exception of Ken.
The man has a sinister spirit and makes sport on my kindhearted good nature.
His bad influence cost me a lot of money and aggravation.
My perfectly good working radiator cooling system is now filled with Arizona Maple Syrup.
However, I took a long ride this evening and I think I like it.
The fan only came on once while waiting at a long traffic signal, but then it always did that.
I’m kind of growing fond of Greta, she doesn’t sweat much for a hefty hairy girl and after she shaves, form a distance,
just before I pass out and without my glasses she seems quite the fetching large wench.
It may be time for me to settle down again and get married; I have some experience in such matters.
We could pool our wealth and live happily ever after.
I’d be willing to toss in my life savings as a incentive, the whole $1,240., plus change.
If this comes about I’ll be offering my motorcycle lift for sale.
Greta will stand there in the sun all day with the Rune under her arm so long as you keep her in warm dark beer
and swat the accumulating flies that are attracted to her own personal pungent bouquet.
She could become the princes of my heart or serve as a cast iron cure for my excessive binge drinking.
