>Monty
First of all, Mr. Aerosmith, your grammar is harrowing.
I think you were going for par exemple, NOT parihemplay.
Second, if you really must write in my personal space, let’s just keep to ourselves.
I don’t need to be hearing about your sexual conquests and your “fro-yo” (I don’t even know what that is!) business.
From here on out, I’ll be getting back to my original intentions.
-Charles
No dice, Chuck. This is a 2-man op, get used to it. As for me, my name is P. Montgomery Aerosmith and I am probably the most balllllller guy uve ever had the pleasure of interacting w/.
Parihemplay - that waitress last night… hit it from the front to backkkkkkk! And today is the grand opening of my new fro-yo shop. It’s called Fro-Yo Whattup!?
If u need to holler at some coups just let me kno, I got the hookup.
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>Monty
Monty?
Who are you? Why are you here?
I thought I was writing this by myself…
-Charles
The B stands for BOOYAH brotha man. Welcome to the world wide web. No time to chat now, Chuck. I got a bottle of sake with my name on it and and a waitress named Wei Ling who’s dying for me to show her my California Roll. Deets later. Payce.
>Monty
My name is Charles Finnley.
In a joint effort to embrace technology and find an outlet for self-expression, I have started this webbed journal.
I believe some people refer to this as a blog, which, to my understanding, is a portmanteau of sorts.
I’m not sure where the “b” comes from.
Does anyone know?
-Charles
