My name is Bobby Joe. This is me.

I go out with Nicole, we're in love. This is her.


Gumay Sinder Augustine Vidot
Through all the shit people have talked about you and how they've said you were an asshole or you were gay or whatever, i still consider you one of my friends. i don't care what these people say, words can't tarnish my image of you. even if you do go out and get yourself beat up everyday, still, i love you.
I have some friends. Their names are Fu, Billy, Neil (i think he's a band member), Maureen, Meria, Amie, Heather Marcus, since she made me a birthday cookie and all. Uh. I think i'm still cool with all you mallrats, even if some of you are straightedge now. COUGH COUGH candice. Sellout. Mark, of course.
uhm. damn short term memory. NOT Mike Smith, the one in my Tech Pub class. I guess Chris, you can count yourself in. Rich Yeiter, if you're reading this, you're on rad muthafucka. Mikey Beck and Janette who I wiped my blood on. whatever a malakatai is
Uh, in gym, I hate Fatass John, the sideshow's a pretty cool guy. Amy Mcorry, you're a chillin bitch and you're nice to talk to. Even if i don't make sense all the time. Janelle Jones, you're nice, Jenn, you're nice, Gould you're nice, i don't know all y'all that good but y'all is nice to me so you're my friends.
SHADY JAY I LOVE YOU
Marty of Public Urination, you're a might big guy. Jemma, how could i forget you? For all the times you let me stay at your house and eat all your food, you definitely deserve to be at the top.
and how could i forget mikey b? ah just plum fogot bowt y'all y'all. Christ. I forgot about all the mallrats. Two Dollar Skank, tim, matt, dan-o, tina, megan, CARLA!!!!! D!!!!!uh, a.d.d. i love you. byebye