Remember the other day when you talked me into playing with gasoline-filled tennis balls and we ended up burning down Mr. Nelson’s shed? Well, my mom found out and she says I can’t play with you anymore. Also, she made me help move all of the Son of Nostalgia Zone stuff from all the basements, storage spaces, hiding places, and crypts into a nice, new warehouse! It was days of moving toys, posters, magazines, books, games, and unidentifiable things of all kinds! And now I have to sort through it and put it on our website! There’s stuff that hasn't seen the light of day for 10 years or more. It’s going to take a long time to go through all of it so that’s another reason I can’t see you anymore. Also, you’re kind of a jerk. If you have to reach me, though — like, for instance, to give me back my Jimmy Olson comics you borrowed 3 years ago — you can go to SonOfNostalgiaZone.com where you’ll find me and a bunch of stuff that’s cooler than anything you have or ever will. Plus, go there before May 31, 2006 and enter the code “Major_Matt_Mason” for 20% off anything you order!
