Where have you been Old Skool Joe?

What the fuck do you mean?

I’ve been here the whole time! Sorry I can’t sit on the couch all day smoking weed and watching TV. I have to take my weed to the Fish Joint and smoke it there. Someone has to make some money in this motherfucker.

It seems that The Pink Panther is all about Bitcoins and shit now. I just want cash, but this motherfucker keeps paying me in Bitcoins. I might be rich and not even know it, because I flat-out don’t understand what they are.

Anyway I’ve just been chilling, getting money at the Fish Joint, and of course getting high as a motherfucker all damn day!

Life is good. Maybe just a slight beef with Doris and The Red Hat Bitches, but it’s all good, it’s nothing I can’t handle.

Why haven’t I written anything lately?

Didn’t you listen to anything I just said? I got a lot of shit going on…I just can’t sit here and play magazine with you  all day. Some of us still live in the real world!

I should have never made a stuffed toy my manager. But that is one crafty stuffed animal, and he’s had my back since 1983. Back when they used to call me Disco Joe.

You didn’t know that did you? I was the baddest disco DJ in all of New York! I snorted coke with some of the all time greats!

So excuse  me if I don’t have time to write articles for your little fake magazine. Old Skool Joe doesn’t work for free. I’ve been getting paid to smoke weed and watch TV way before the internet homeboy.

Look I love you guys…I really do, so I will do my best to start posting again, but I’m not promising anything.

Now if you’ll excuse me I have to get down to the Fish Joint. Fish never sleep you know.

Peace.