Well, it's been really great getting to know you all. We had some laughs, shed some tears, and generally made life more difficult for I.B. but I think it's time to move on.
After some serious soul searching, many sleepless nights, and thoughts about the pros and cons, I've decided, with great regret and sadness, that too much of my time is spent with all of you. You've all made a huge impact on me and I will never forget about each and every one of you.
Please try and remember me, my humor, my caring, my "emoness" as time passes and I start to fade from your memories. I feel, even though I love you all, I must search out a quality of life that I cannot, unfortunately, find with Foo. Therefore, as much as it saddens me to leave you, I must give you my goodbyes and let you know that I am moving on to the Titanium Club. I will think of you often as I drink $500 bottles of wine, and eat goat cheese surrounded by a higher class of people. As I rub elbows with people who don't smell funny and speak with snooty English accents,
I will think of my beloved street people, the Foosters. Because it is frowned upon to mention those who are not members of this elitist club, I cannot mention any of you by name, but trust me, my stories that will entertain those other members will often be about you.
With that, I bid a fond farewell and a good mooning.