Eh' 'dere! I'se was hopin' we coulda hotboxed 'dat 'dere Brawlin' room r' de' Lyceum, r' somethin' o 'de' sort. Ya' was a good frien' wi' ya' silly girly pro'ems. Dunno why ya' cared so much f'er 'em, but oh well. Ta' each yer' own.

Anyways, ya' grew a mean leaf an' stick an' I'se respected ye' f'er it. Doubt I'll be roun' much 'doh, if at all, but 'dass okay.

Ya' take care, 'dere.


-Buffa Smokewind