Well,sir…It’s sometimes like that
Saturday, May 24th, 2008Hey, kids…loads of really groovy stuff has been happenin’ in Pfunk’s life:
Spookyand I have been talkin’ about getting the Brotherhood of the Travelin’ Pants back together which is fabulousity times about a million—but that’s another story.
Pooper is too smart for his Bubbee…
Ah, life is getting pretty darned groovy, man. I am totally groovin’ on my blessings.
What to do? Share it, yeah? It is so superfantastic that I’ve got to wonder how I can appreciate it without screwing it up…
Let me know if I DID screw it up, but in the meantime…let me tell you just how groovy you all are…revel in it, babies…roll around and wallow in you funkitude ’cause lemme tell ya…no one else is gonna tell ya how super groovy you really are. Most folks are lookin’ to see how they can benefit. Not the Pfunk, baby… I’m here to tell ya that you rock the school.
Yep…YOU. You’re boss of the beach. Why? ‘Cause you care about folks. You go the exra mile when you don’t have it in ya. You call. You write. You bring something to the person who needs it. Sure, you can’t afford it—you still do it, and you’re honest.
Guess what? I absolutely adore you for that. Hell, in spite of it. You rock the school.
Go and share your coolness. Share your honesty. Share your wonder.
You are the best you can be.
I dig that.