Dear Abbey, Dear Abbey

[Lurker66]

I got a Prine CD that had the dear abby song on it. My fav is "thats the way the world goes round".

 

[dennishoddy]

I have a complaint. I've recently had a falling out with an old and dear friend. He's found new friends, and it seems I've been excluded from his circle. I'm not writing this bread and butter letter on my behalf but on his.

He's fallen in with the wrong crowd. He thinks that all he has to do is turn in his beads and sandels to be a part of that "in group" of popular kids.

He thinks they won't demand more as time goes on. Today they convince you to stop wearing flowers in your hair, tommorrow they destroy the tort system. He's a boiling frog on a slippery slope and he's rolling downhill like a snowball headed for Hell.

What can I do about it? He was invited to my house on the first of the year. We were going to just hang out and listen to Steely Dan on vinyl. He's begged out citing circumstances beyond his control. I suppose it's his loss (I have some weed that is killer bustheadboo) but I just can't think of it that way.

What do I do?

Dood, I'm here for ya!

 

[ignerntbend]

Dood, I'm here for ya!

I fully expect you to renounce you're political affiliation any day now, Dennis.
True love will make a blade of grass stand up straight and tall. You know that now, and I forgive you for not saying so earlier.
All that matters is that you're on board now.
It takes a mighty big man to admit that he was wrong, pass the piece pipe around the campfire, and talk about god and nature and our true purpose in the cosmos...
Man, where was I...?

 

[Big_Red_Truck]

Is this a simile or a satire?

 

[Hobbes]

I thought this was about the John Prine song.

Signed, bewildered.

Dear Abby, Dear Abby ...
My feet are too long
My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong
My friends they all tell me that I've no friends at all
Won't you write me a letter, Won't you give me a call
Signed Bewildered

Bewildered, Bewildered...

Chorus:
You have no complaint
You are what your are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood

Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
My fountain pen leaks
My wife hollers at me and my kids are all freaks
Every side I get up on is the wrong side of bed
If it weren't so expensive I'd wish I were dead
Signed Unhappy

Unhappy, Unhappy...

Repeat Chorus

Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
You won't believe this
But my stomach makes noises whenever I kiss
My girlfriend tells me It's all in my head
But my stomach tells me to write you instead
Signed Noise-maker

Noise-maker, Noise-maker

Repeat Chorus

Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
Well I never thought
That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught
We were sitting in the back seat just shooting the breeze
With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees
Signed Just Married

Just Married, Just Married...

 

[Lurker66]

And easy to play on guitar. Sorry IG for hijackin your thread. Maybe we can post an ad in the classifieds for a new leader.

Or maybe post a poll to see who we could elect. Unless Dennis steps up.

 

[ignerntbend]

Sorry IG for hijackin your thread.

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You SHOULD be sorry. This thread is far too serious to tolerate your totally extraneous and extratopical remarks.

 

[dennishoddy]

I fully expect you to renounce you're political affiliation any day now, Dennis.
True love will make a blade of grass stand up straight and tall. You know that now, and I forgive you for not saying so earlier.
All that matters is that you're on board now.
It takes a mighty big man to admit that he was wrong, pass the piece pipe around the campfire, and talk about god and nature and our true purpose in the cosmos...
Man, where was I...?

If my cloudy mind rembers right, didn't we meet at Kaw City shortly before it was covered up by Kaw lake in 70? Quite the hippie commune in its day.

We use to go down there on weekends and kick hippies asses?
Redneck fun back in the day.

 

[ignerntbend]

Abigale VanBuren will not be down for breakfast.

 

[cjjtulsa]

I'd be much obliged if I could come sample some of the busthead; I promise not to break anything, and lift the seat when I pee. You got any Pringles?