I hate to keep yammerin' on bout how lucky I am to be so blessed and what not. But the thang that really keeps me goin' is havin' the kind of friends that I got. Not many folks have so many buddies who would be ready to help 'em commit felonies....like assistin' a pregnant midget commit suicide. Doin' as much time as I have, I've made some real good connections. No luck with Jitters yet. Y'all, we ain't givin' up...... she has got to git! How can someone so small be so hard to kill?
Bill's got him a special place in my heart of gold. He's way up yonder in some country called Canada, but he seems almost human. I love him more than bunnies. Look what he done.
Now, I got to git to work. Behave and I'm gone holler at y'all later. And don't forget to read my list of ways to break the monotony of your day. Cause, when I git back to the trailer, I don't want to hear 'bout how there was nothin' to do with me gone.