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Monday, October 23

an Open Letter to my 'brother'

I know about the adoption. I know one of us was adopted, Grainger (if that is your real name). How? Remember your wedding program? You said something nice about everyone involved. You said something wonderful, flattering, and viciously accurate about me. Remember what it was? I do.
Kevin is the funniest person I have ever met


met? When did we meet? I thought we were brothers? In fact, you are older... so you should have seen me born. You didn't, though, did you. Just when did you 'meet' me? More importantly, which one of us was adopted?

See you in court, brother

2 Comments:

Blogger Lono of Denver said...

this from a guy who named my second nephew - Spramfed

whose on dope now

5:11 PM  
Blogger Lono of Denver said...

Your honor, let the record reflect that above is an implicit admission of the naming of the child. By spell checking my comment, it is a defacto acknowledgement that he named a child

SPRAMPH HEAD

What are you, Frank Zappa? Not funny, buddy. How is that kid gonna turn out? What happens when someone has to give Matthew the 'big talk' about how he was named Spramph Head? Do you know how much that is going to cost the kid in therapists?

I can't possibly imagine what my real name is, but I am guessing it isn't 'Lono' or Gordon after all. I am calling mom right now.

10:24 PM  

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