Thank yous

Thank You

            There are so many people that I owe a thank you to for helping me become an esteemed author, I am a bit unsure where to start.  Just Kidding, first things first I need to thank Mr. Vick, you’ve been like a father to me.  Also, Uncle Rich, you too (U2) have been like a father to me, more so in a literal sense, while Michael was more of a figurative sense.  I don’t want to start a custody battle between you and Mr. Vick about who has been more of a father, mostly because you are a distinguished esquire like myself, and the courts would most likely make an example out of Mr. Vick again and give him an outrageously lengthy prison sentence for minute crimes.  But I digress.  Also, I’d like to thank the Seattle Mariners for making me hate baseball.  Also, I’d like to thank Keystone Light for sponsoring me, and providing me with the necessary writing materials (pen and paper), and also a low cost delicious always smooth beverage.  I’d also like to thank Serena Williams, Ty and Koy Detmer, Harold Reynols, Mark Wahlberg, Ernie Johnson, Magic Johnson, Anthony Johnson, Johnson and Johnson a Family Company, Paul Boal, Dave Boal, Burklay Boal, Katelyn Boal, and Mrs. Boal, Kid ‘N Play, Tahj Mowry, Ron Artest, Stephen Jackson, Ben Wallace, Fred Jones, Jermaine O’neal, Drunk man in the stands, Lindsay Hunter, Sean Hunter, Eric Mathews (later episodes when he really peaked), Scott Granditz, Ian Mang, Butch Mang, Mr. Drago, Mr. Arnold, Mr. Arnold, Madame Guyker, Madame Molenda, Madame Brown (in no particular order) Michael Vick, Rashad McCants, Rashada McCants, Stuart Scott, The Great State of Nevada, Bill Gates, Bill Walton, Mr. Browne, Lloyd Car, and of course, the lovely Mrs. Abbott.