Hi FML!  Elizabeth here, daughter of Bonehead Bob, the crazy longhaired old
man.  Dad is someplace in DC and talked to me today and said he will get
online as soon as he gets caught up at the museum.  He said he is spending
18 hrs a day and trying to visit as many people as he can so he is having a
hard time finding time to talk to the fml.
 
Sandy is doing ok.  Dad said he will have some new friends for her when he
comes home.  Thanks, whoever did it.  Dad says if I want to drive the car,
then I have to help with the poop and now there's more.  Great.  If the
little farts weren't so cute I would be irritated.
 
Dad is complaining that no one is going him peppers.  Great Job Everyone!!
Keep it up!
 
Oh Mr. Big.  Don't tell my boyfriend dad and I are the same person.  He
would never kiss me again.  When you see dad in New York make sure you tell
him what you put in the fml.  I think he has a picture of me, but don't ask
to see it because then he pulls out all sorts of stuff you didn't want to
see, like Andrews picture and pictures of ferrets.
 
Tonight dad is watching firworks at the DC mall with a photogrpaher friend
from his old days.  I think they plan to get really drunk because dad said
thet they were going for the worm.  Andrew and I went to UM and watched
fireworks, and I took Sandy.  She loved going outside but hid in my shirt
when the fireworks went off and went to sleep.  It was hot and muggy, bu it
was neat she was sleeping and all.
 
Take care of dad, ok?
 
Elizabeth, daughter of Bonehead Bob and chief picker upper of the Pooper.
[Posted in FML issue 1993]