(Tribute Week continues. It's like Shark Week, only with fewer sharks and more college friends.)
In October of 2007, I paid a visit to Portland to visit Annie Wilkins. One morning, after a night of misbehaving, we woke up and realized that virtually the only thing we could both remember was chanting "You are my robot voice" in the backseat of a car. No context. No explanation. Nothing. So that being said,
Happy birthday, Annie. You are my robot voice.
It would be easy for me to ramble and ramble and ramble and throw out hundreds of inside jokes, but it will just amount to confusion and me falling out of my chair in a fit of silent laughter. Instead, I will simply say thank you for being my other half. And giving an amazing hand helmet. Enjoy the pizza rolls and PBR tonight. I love you!
2 comments:
I heart you.
you guys need to live in the same city - AND MAKE THINGS TOGETHER
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