You Will Never Have My Permission · Dec 15, 04:02 PM

My niece Emme (who I adore and my daughter mimics at every turn) wrote me a critical letter in regards to my songwriting. What a sweetie! Here is the bulk of it:

Dear Uncle Stinky Head,

Why did you name a song of yours EAT MYSELF TO DEATH?!!!!! You are my uncle, but still, I don’t want you to EAT your self to DEATH!!!!!! Oh, I visited your web site instead of doing Shining Stars. You’re lucky I sending this e-mail. This is a huge warning not to eat your body. Plus, you always make my day great. So DON’T eat your self to death. I mean, who would even try? Not me….................... and that also means that you do not have my permission to eat your self to death. You will never have permission from me to eat your poor self up. Plus, you probably will not taste so good.

— John Foster

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