Hey.
There’s this fellow. I love him; always have. He’s having it out with the Shite, and I’d like to ask you to send good mojo along. He needs this. And I need him to be okay.
So, if you don’t mind; if you’ve some spare shards at the bottom of your Pandora’s box; if you’ve spells or prayers or…or what have you, would you mind terribly sending it his way?
It means a lot.
10-Q
i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.