sete & sismos

I'm afraid you're dead wrong there, young lad.
Not that it has nothing whatsoever to do with love, because it does, and it sure did back in '63, but not quite the kind you're thinking of.

Cheers anyway!

Yours faithfully,
Ronald "Buster" Edwards

Look what the wind brought through the window!!

Me old chap Buster Ed.

I´ll say, old bean, You sure do know your stuff. But i, like you, ´ve been going through a lot lately, and that makes me say some pretty bloody nonsense.
Like old Bob used to say while sipping the last drop of his 30 year-old James Martins:

"Love´s just a matter of who is willing to deliver the bullet that will strike you down."

Ahhh....what does he know, the old drunken chap!
So tell me bloke...Still renting that old apartment in center Westchester?

Good Lord, no, I've not rented such shit hole for more than a decade. Have you not read the papers? I committed suicide back in '94!

It's just that whenever some fool thinks, or speaks, or writes, about my genius score of a lifetime, my ghost comes and haunts him, you see?

Would, however, buy you a pint just for that bloody hell well thought of 'Bob line. Didn't remember he used to say that, but it is most touché, now isn't it?

Cheers (with a freaky booohoo)!

Ronald "Buster" Edwards

Qué?!

Oye, gringo chingón, tu qué diablos sabes de furtos exitosos, hé? Es que'ste senõr habla como si fuera todo un experto, han visto?

Acaso no te enteras de que cuando tu mamancita todavia te limpiava el culito ya yo estaba planteando quedarme con la Mona Lisa?

Vamos a ver una cosa, Búster, me vale mierda que hayas sacado el golpe del trencito ese, vale, porque de golpes geniales el que sabe más que nadie soy yo, y se acabó la discusión aqui, te enteras?

Marques Eduardo de Valfierno