Dear Diarskee,
I have noticed, just within the past month, several distinct changes in my behavior. Most recently, I have found myself prone to involuntary shouts of “HUUUUUUNDOOOO!” and “THAT’S A COMBO, BABY!” even when totally unprompted. Half of my wardrobe has been replaced by various colored Skee League t-shirts (skee-shirts, I believe they’re colloquially referred to). My housemates have begun to inquire as to why I come home at late every Tuesday and Thursday night, rosey cheeked and blabbering about improving my bank shot, and everytime I hear the song Get Low by Lil Jon and the East Side Boyz featuring the Ying Yang Twins (Aww, skee skee god damn!) I begin to swing my arm back and forth. Additionalskee, I have begun to insert “skee” into everything like a total idiot.
I will write again soon with updates.
Skee you later,
Liam
