Read the article here.

i feel funny (down there)

Hey Ean,

That's cool. My dad met my mom at Lamar U too.

One time my dad ate a whole bag of radishes and drank a bottle of champagne and then effervesced foam like a hippie volcano. He had to pull his American flag van over before he ran into a pine tree.

somebody loves art
i recommend the artichoke dip
i normally don't recommend dips
i just learned about criminal law today
someone cut my grandmas tongue off
six blue healer puppies chewed on it
burn barrel and improvised irrigation dam
drink tanwater today and smile a titanium smile TODAY!!!

Hey Martin,

My dad studied art from a very young age in Port Arthur, but not with Mr Rauschenberg. He met my mom at Lamar U whilst skateboarding. Rad ol man.

Art is pointless. Please. What bullshit.

You really think anybody but pretentious coke heads and dipshit stock brokers give a shit about art?

Get the fuck off of my lawn.

Art is pointless. Please. What bullshit.

You really think anybody but pretentious coke heads and dipshit stock brokers give a shit about art?

Get the fuck off of my lawn.

Wait...

I think he died an alcoholic too.

Hey Ean,

You're right about that.

My grandmother was friends with "Milton" Rauschenberg back his school days in Port Arthur. He once awarded her a pet rabbit during a school pep rally. When he handed it to her it peed all over hands.

He went on to unending acclaim, she went on to die an alcoholic.

Hey Martin,

Other than Nicks grocery there's not much left to love in Port Arthur.

He hated Port Arthur, Texas so much.