2000-03-09
dear internet,it's me, biscuithead. let me explain. see, i was sitting at megan's desk this afternoon, eating my cheeseburger and eating my french fries, and my coworker eric says "scott, i never noticed before, but you have the same biscuithead profile that i do from the back." what the hell is a biscuithead?! i don't think that i feel comfortalbe with this. love, scott. ps - send a scottcard!! your mom will love them, i promise. (more cards soon, i promise. scanning is such a tedious process!) pps - nothing gets me more excited than a big cob of corn. (lustful enough, liza?)
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