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Submitted by mojo on Wed, 02/29/2012 - 8:53am
Dear Baby Mojo,
I hope you're enjoying your relatively idyllic, privileged and carefree childhood. You might be pleased to note that your adult version is likewise reasonably happy with how things turned out. Like that guy you'll meet when you're eighteen? The one where it was raining out and he looked like a drowned rat? Yeah, him. Turns out your stupid little moony infatuation was right: he's a really good guy, with the added bonus of getting even better as time goes on. MORE Mojo! »
Submitted by mojo on Mon, 10/10/2011 - 5:52pm
I was around six years old when my mother made The Announcement. Nowadays she claims I must have imagined the whole affair, but I don't see how. My older siblings have similar memories, though not exact. I don't need their corroboration; I remember the incident as one of those crystalline moments of childhood, a revelation that continues to thrill decades later.
LOOK! LOOK! MOJO STUFF!