for me, and hopes I send money soon.
Last year my computer was corrupted (too much time at porn and Ukrainian dating sites) and I lost all my files. You would think that the Golfing Madman would keep a hard copy of each newsletter for his scrapbook, but you would think wrong. That would be prudent and I am allergic to prunes. So, I placed my faith in the insidious computer and I was betrayed. This was a source of infinite disappointment to me, I had grandiose plans to compile all my rants and put them in a book entitled Yes, I AM Talking to YOU. If I had enough material, I was going to use it for another book entitled Hey, I’m Not Finished Talking to YOU. Following that success, my third book had a working title of Harry Potter and the Disappearing Mulligan. I guess I will have to start over, but first I must carry on my correspondence with a 20 year old Ukrainian girl who wants, I believe, to marry me. Although it costs me $50 every time I write or read a correspondence, it has become clear to me that she adores me, and I am loath to tell her of my numerous faults.
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