Introducing Fine Fine Fine Fine Kevin King
I’d like to see my bud Josh tomorrow in New Hampshire, and he could play me the best Kevin King song ever…you know Kevin King, the sixth grader whose art folder we found … you just gotta hear Josh sing Kevin’s songs…
This touches me in squishy pulsating places.
Comment by johno — October 16, 2007 @ 1:53 pm
I hope i’m not too late checking my email. Where are you? I’m sorry
Comment by jos(h) — October 17, 2007 @ 8:35 am
[...] p.s. I’m so drunk right now this doesn’t feel in poor taste, I know Josh knew my grams and he even painted some of the walls in her house once, along with Marika, and I miss those two good new hampshire people like I miss my grandmother, and the truth is when someone dies you put a pile of to do things away and say, “What’s it really matter?” and you also ask people to do things for you because you need to know they care, and I really wanted to be able to listen to josh sing this song when ever I need to, and he came through, so that’s what this is about. Thanks Josh. [...]
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