SORRY I, SKULLS MCGEE, HAVE NOT INFORMED YOU OF MY LOVE AS OF LATE.
YOU SEE, I HAVE BEEN SPIRALING NONCHALANTLY INTO A WORLD OF WOE, AS I COUNTED THE NUMBER OF CHEERWINE CANS AVAILABLE IN MY REFRIGERATOR: 12.
I FIND IT HARD TO GET BY, REALIZING THAT MY NECTAR, MY LIFESOURCE, IS SLOWLY DRAINING AWAY. HOWEVER, 168 CANS SINCE THE NEW YEAR? NOT BAD. NOT BAD AT ALL.
MY FRIEND FROM MADAGASCAR MAY COVERTLY RESTORE MY SUPPLIES. I WILL KEEP YOU POSTED.
UNTIL THEN, ADIEU.
