I woke up in the middle of the night and listened to the first message for some unknown reason and, as I was mostly asleep at the time, the message integrated itself into my dreams and I had drunken, poetic conversations with Jordan all night. I did not recall this until I received the second message which allowed me to discover the first message as well as the text. The process of writing these messages down was necessary for both posterity and comprehension. If you would like a dramatic reading, feel free to give me a call.
7/26 6:00am (text)
Everythinh’r good,
nothing’s great,
things are stuff, yet all is well.
Love jordan. L & s…
Good morning butthorn.
Sometime while I was asleep on 7/27
Huurrr Ho ho ho ho ho
Here’s a uh, little message
from Jordan,
your brother
uumm
Clap clap clap
ahhh sometimes we wish
sometimes we piss
sometimes we wander
other times we Saunter
aaaaand other times we falter
and the other day I met a guy named Walter
Sometimes there’s splash
Sometimes you just go and pass
And then there are other times when we see a light
Aaaaaand there are other times when we see a fright. . . movie.
But in the end,
sometimes we just send…BAD phone call messages
Great!!
Ate, sate, bate, crate, late…as always
Click…
lick, slick, tick…
The end. . ..dick
7/28 4:28am
What!?!…
what what what, is that soot
on my foot.
My foot, my shoe, don’t you?
Did not do those things that we did
and was done back when we had fun
now how did we… wow!
Those great crops
and give me props for not selling,
reeling those silly feelings that I was selling…
But please, don’t be a tease,
I say excuse you
when I sneeze.
Aaaaaaaaaand take cord when you snore and ignore…
myyyyy upbringing?
I see a stop sign
and I did not see Coralline
cause the movie looks like a little bit of a sloosey
and stuff
Safeway is the wrong way
I much prefer danger way.
If you remember that September or October and November
where we painted and instigated
much paintings,
many feastings…
Rooftops are great by the way,
I’m feel okay
It’s not all it’s up to beeeeeee…
and we see which is me Jorban,
Lorban, Jobs, Cobs, not Nobs
Okay…
I get punched in the face in the end
so send me a message and we may uh, chrisbinosomebitch…
woops, now I’m just making up words.
were nerds,
butter turds…
Aaaaaaaaaarrrrllllllhrhghgsge sue poo you crew too
The end.
Holler back… girl.
Huh, jen, dun, du du duuu uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Boop!
