In Defense of Puff

Bryce,

After having thoroughly reviewed your disturbing last entry, I have come to the conclusion that you are suffering from a rare, but very real mental disorder. This disorder stems from a very real fear: "Puff-a-phobia." It also stems from lack of emotional well-being, and an innate fear that you may not be able to communicate--a strong link to little Jackie Paper; who also could not communicate. For years you must have suffered from your inability to express your fears, and now, thanks to Puff playing each day for you, it has uncovered these emotions and made it possible for you to be open and honest with your family. Look deep within yourself Bryce, find your little Jackie Paper, let him talk to you, become one with your Jackie Paper! You must have had a very disturbing childhood, this is most often preceded by one parent, or both, going by the same name; most commonly George, or sex-fiend. Also, a common parental trait, is one or both parents wearing stiff, black dress socks. Do you have repressed memories of those socks being shoved into your face while being tickled by your parent, and laughing hysterically? Often times, if the socks are not stinky enough, many parents revert back to the tried and true fly swatter. It's not Puff that's making you feel this way my brother, it's your inner-self trying to break free from the years of being bound in chains of disgust toward Peter, Paul and Mary, let your inner-self bond with you, embrace Puff, become one! Forgive your father for his stinky feet, it wasn't his fault, he didn't know what he was doing. Let us all know how your struggle works out!

(I'll take Puff off, party-pooper!)

(We just chose songs that were silly that reminded us of mom, if you want to pick some songs, I'll send you the link)

Love ya lots!