Ian F.

Oh Finally

p.s. I am forgetting: did I pass the word to you, Joanna, and Baiden about my Friday visit to Stanford? I think I did, but I forget.

Ian,

They gave me a barbecue party today. They are serious as a heart attack about fattening me up, sheeesh!!! And what comes along with barbecue parties? Why throwing down, and talking trash with some cards, of course. I won the games in which I played.

Ha
Ha
Ha!

Now that the very last guests have left, finally, I am making you the last good night OF the night OTHA little BROTHA.

So then, good night, "Otha Little Brotha!"

Hey Dawg,

I'm concerned about you. I think I gave Baiden my email address, but if not, I'll give it to him again. My question is,

Why don't you have your OWN emailbox?

and

Where are you?
How are you?

What's going on?

and like that!

You get in touch with me, and let me know "what up".
What the HELL, and HOW the Hell did you get into what you got into, Ian?

You be in touch, SOON.
I cannot handle the stress of knowing what's going on with you, but only a little bit.
Contact me OFF GATHER

You know I'm LOVIN' you, right?

How's Joanna?

Haven't heard from her in quite some time.

dont call me a door knob you kabob

welcome to my fanclub Ian - good to have you aboard!

Hey!

I saw my girl today!

I saw Joanna!

She has a new group. You haven't joined yet, have you!

JOIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Gotta runnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Aaaaaw Lord. I am so bad at email. LOL. Okay, here I gooooo . . .

Oh my God!

What goes on, here!

I'll check into this later on today, after I get some sleep. Whoa!

I want you to keep away from MY WIFE !
You are getting in the way
I know you set me up this time but it will not work.
you set me up.