Burd Boonyoo: how tasteful of a finished submission? Offensive or skillful mastery? His artwork, his musical prowess, his generous benevolent hosting? Showmanship with pets?

I had an awesome time with Burd. I maintain our friendship, in a alternative fashion. We both riffed off each other. He reminded me of Billy Corgan or Jerry Hsu.

His mom's house always was a cool hang out spot. Ironically, I may have been offended by him with women or publishing. Together we got to great things like: Fugazi, weed, the mall. He taught me a lot, I always like to learn.

It was fun our times together. Now being lawful, I haven't had the same circles anymore. I don't have a problem with the substance abuse users. The past was crazy some of the things we did. Being boys was fun.

Using AOL and walking to his house in the summer was always a good time. I liked that his family knew Fort Belvoir. These days I like Thai Restaurants with my parents. His pets were fun and cool, I liked seeing his hermit crabs and all his interior decorating.



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