Hey everyone.

So it looks as though this here piece in which I made known to the world my affections for a certain large-breasted British model has really taken on a life of its own. For the most part, people seemed to really dig it. So, thanks for reading. However, Miss Hazell still has yet to get back to me. Likely because she cannot formulate the correct words to describe the overflow of emotion she is feeling. I understand this and will continue waiting.

Which feeds nicely into the next order of business. Miss Hazell, if you wish to respond to my altogether enticing proposal, I ask that you no longer send correspondence to my old email address that had like, two w's in it or whatever. Instead, I suggest that you try my new, improved, streamlined address: the.mwb@gmail.com. That way, I am sure to receive any and all e-mails consisting entirely of moans of satisfaction that you might send my way.

Lastly, I would like to take umbrage with the internet publication The National Lampoon, who have seen fit to take down the three pieces of mine that I very givingly allowed them to publish within the last year. I have removed the links to said pieces from the "Off-Site Pieces" area of the sidebar. Nonetheless, I assure you, readers, they were eye-gougingly funny. You'll just have to take my word on this.

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