Archive for September, 1997


Tuesday, September 9th, 1997

Well, this summer I went home to New York. The big apple. Home of the ” Vinny “. As in ” Yo Vinny “. And as you may have guessed it was a darn good time. I took Jennifre, and we saw the folks and did the family thing and everyone was happy. My pop is from Germany so I ate a lot of liverwurst and got a little bit thicker. And a funny thing happened to me on the old East coast. I got greasy. I mean I got really greasy. I got down deep stink wretch greasy. Now I’m a thick guy and when your thick and greasy, it starts to do somthing to you. It makes you want to kill people. It makes you want to take that god forsaken stupid Liverwurst sanwich and wipe it all over someone you loves face, then kick the crap out of them. I mean, my poor mom. She didn’t know what to do when I had grandma in the sumo head lock, with both feet on her spine and Jennifre judo kicking her nose until it looked like the Brain bugs Berjina face flap. Have you ever seen a eighty five year old woman force fed a basket of fries, let me tell you….it’s sick.

anyway, it’s the weather. Thats why people on the East Coast are all assholes. The hot stinky weather makes em crazy. You will all be happy to know that I have decided to live in california for the rest of my life. And I think someday my sweet old grandma may talk to me again. Oh , and it’s good to see all you freaks again.

your pal randy