Any way, that's not what I wrote about. I mean, youre cool and all and I want to get back together with you but there's something else going on.
I'm probably going to loose my dayjob at Osco. Doesn't matter. Screwm all. But I think I know what's been in those weird boxes Osco orders that end up in Denny's car! Something big is going to happen and I think that all of those freeks who picked up the white lab coats are in on it. You remember them? Anyway—
Denny let it slip that some of that stuff was going to Seltzer or Sesame, or whatever. This all adds up! I'll let you know as soon as I can find out what's in them! Then I'll see if Tom if can get off his butt long enough to come with me to search for Seltsame — Call me tonight after eight.
(I mean if you want to call me after eight. You don't have to but I shure would like to talk to you again about us and all of this and stuff, you know?)
Love, Kurt.
PS. If you arnt getting back with me, can you give me back my Ugly Kid
Joe CD?
8. The most effective form of rhetorical persuasion ever devised
"If at first you don't succeed, try, try, and try again. Then give up.
There's no use being a damned fool about it."
— W.C. Fields
"Hello!" cried Prof. Sigger, his voice drained of masculine resonance with panic. No one seemed to be around, except the long haired kid sharing his cell. The boy was hunched in the corner, arms folded around his stomach.
"Hello!" bellowed Prof. Sigger. "I'd like to visit the American
Embassy! Unless of course this is the American Embassy, in which case
I'd like to visit to the Russian Embassy! Ya neeminoga gavaru
parusskie!"
From beyond a shadowed corner, a small man emerged wearing a white lab coat.
"About time! About fifteen minutes ago I was—" began Sigger.