ADAM PROCTOR WRITES:
I hope this missive finds you in good health. After being inspired by your deeply moving, heartwarming lyrics concerning miniscule buttocks, I was unable to restrain myself from recording an a capella rendition of the song; I have taken the liberty of adding four additional couplets to the lyrics. My sole regret is having forgotten to record the line in the alternative text. I have included an empeethree recording of what will surely be the anthem of the age. [MP3 link]
AND ANOTHER, FROM LUSIPURR:
Sad to hear that we’ve been pipped to the post by someone else, but I suppose there is always room in the world for more buttmusik.
MORE. BUTTMUSIK. INDEED.
This is great. This is the best thing ever. Thanks to you all!
Thanks as well to everyone who sent in Sketch Rescue pictures — I’m putting together the Roll-a-Sketch book collection now and will have your PDF sent to you when it’s ready!
ESS PEE ECKS. It sounds way less appealing when you write it out that way. But it’s a great time, honest! YOU WILL JUST HAVE TO BELIEVE ME
I WANT THAT ESS PEE ECKS