LETTERS

We both, like, really wanted to write and say that that was a bitchin’ review that you, like, printed on Allan Bloom’s The Closing Of The American Mind. Both me and Spudde think that it’s like a, like, rad book, you know, and if you get, like, two of ’em from the library, man, you can use ’em like paperweights to flatten out the edges of your new Motley Crue poster before you, like, hang it on your bedroom wall.