Howdy, Batzy Byrd here. Don’t b’lieve ya’ll met me yet; I’m th’spyder of Deh Gang. Sah’via hit some rough waves comin’out d’meso and had t’come Terra-side: oneuh dem storms advertised on newsies. Funk’ead pilot need t’mind ‘is craft better.
Inywho, gig on Luna got axed and Olafamon’s movin’on ta Mars. Dis tour’s nutty serious shit, yeah? Do’matter, ima doin m’job down here cept its blastin’ard when ya can’t talk to yer clientel! After missin’ d’spot dey blast off t’Mars a’not’even fix a’dish! Fugs’ache!
An’so, fer’all you aficiones readin: they ain’t postin’up ’til a’dish gets fixed. S’posadly t’morrow.
‘Til that magical time,
BflyB
Batzy Byrd
