To all the Frankwaws in the banana…
May 16, 2008
Being a drummer is a lonely job…
I would like to make an announcement. All further drumming will be played with my feet. And sometimes I wish I had gills. I don’t even know where this is going. It is my dream to be an underwater fish drummer. I don’t want to go to the MUN banquet tonight. Maybe I could have a drum emergency. i don’t know what that would entail, except that it would involve a drum being held hostage, the russian mafia, and steve carrell. Is “Carrell” spelled with two “r’s”?
Dear Kyla,
Father Michael O’Flatley called. He wants his magical tin whistle back…And your hand in marriage. If you can’t give the tin whistle, he’ll take the marriage.
Goodbye, Frankwaw
Alison
