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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Dear Long Lost Chidester the Gumberry

Besides the offer to join someone in Cancun, the touting of a pill that will enlarge body parts I do not have, the congratulatory message that I gave someone a great night last night, and finally a promise that "she will love you more than any other guy," I recieved these brain-teasers:

"Go malarial everyone manure"
"Maaseiah the priest, and did my teeth. Whereupon, and shall it is"
"For chidester the gumberry"

And I realized I do indeed remember Chidester the Gumberry. He and I were cronies back in the day, if you recall. We played cricket together the summer of '87 and hoppin horntoads if we didn't beat the pants off the other chaps. So, Chidester, wherever you are, here's a missive for you, dear dear fellow:

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Dear Chidester the Gumberry:

Whereupon, and shall it is that Maaseiah the priest is going before the law of the name of said Jesus our king . So please, be my colours; be before bentree; be our guest in Cancun.

Dear Chidester, I Miss You. The devol himself guntown have power nor their minds, and furthermore Howard said Jeff has been wondering why he isn't on the show anymore. So do disclose and then detect and eliminate, because I've got GOOD NEWS FOR YOU.

Until you reply, I am the laden.

Sincerely,
Lutesville He Beckemeyer

Chidester the Gumberry, are you out there? Here's a picture of Chidester, as I remember him in '87: He always was such a smart dresser. Snazzy Chidester the Snazzy Gumberry, we used to call him. Memories! What are they now but empty spaghetti pots! O me! Where art thou, Chidester?

3 comments:

Kimberly Long Cockroft said...

Spam, spam and more spam.

Heather Marie said...

That Chidester is one handsome dream guy! I think I'd like him to father my children.

Kimberly Long Cockroft said...

Hopefully Chidester's children will have their father's fashion sense! Handsome man!