Ladies and gentlemen, I received this email from Tramp this afternoon:
"I'm home from the hospital...finally got that lobotomy that I wanted..now I'm really messed up mentally so watch out cuz I'll be back soon with a
vengeance. I'm not thinking very coherently at the moment so I hope this message makes sense.
The operation went great....a very small hole in my head and they reached the problem....but since they messed around with my pea brain they had to
keep me under surveillance for awhile. I woke up after the operation to the faces of my family and several buddies who flew in to see me....boy, did that make me feel good...these guys are like brothers to me and they continue to insist I saved their lives in Nam and wanted to be here for me. Of course, I never really saved their lives, I
just happened to be in a position to eliminate a threat that was directly behind them....they would've done the same for me.
Believe it or not, I figured I got this thing in my head from "friendly fire" when we got trapped too close to the Cong and we called in air support. I remember bleeding behind my ear but figured I got hit with some debris...not metal.
Anyway, I haven't checked out the Mouse message board yet, I hope everyone is doing well...I see this terrorist hasn't been solved yet....sign me up, I'll kick Osama in the balls, peel his skin off and pour salt on him, the rotten . I hope the Special Op guys don't kill him too fast ...make him suffer.
I'm on some GREAT pills that are suppose to stop brain seizures....yipppeeee....I can see why some of the morons like drugs. Getting real tired as I type this so I'm gonna wave bye to you and all
my friends on the message board...Hard to stay awake so I'm conking off...I actually fell asleep while doing this...lol..send my luv to anyone who cares.
Tramp"
"I'm home from the hospital...finally got that lobotomy that I wanted..now I'm really messed up mentally so watch out cuz I'll be back soon with a
vengeance. I'm not thinking very coherently at the moment so I hope this message makes sense.
The operation went great....a very small hole in my head and they reached the problem....but since they messed around with my pea brain they had to
keep me under surveillance for awhile. I woke up after the operation to the faces of my family and several buddies who flew in to see me....boy, did that make me feel good...these guys are like brothers to me and they continue to insist I saved their lives in Nam and wanted to be here for me. Of course, I never really saved their lives, I
just happened to be in a position to eliminate a threat that was directly behind them....they would've done the same for me.
Believe it or not, I figured I got this thing in my head from "friendly fire" when we got trapped too close to the Cong and we called in air support. I remember bleeding behind my ear but figured I got hit with some debris...not metal.
Anyway, I haven't checked out the Mouse message board yet, I hope everyone is doing well...I see this terrorist hasn't been solved yet....sign me up, I'll kick Osama in the balls, peel his skin off and pour salt on him, the rotten . I hope the Special Op guys don't kill him too fast ...make him suffer.
I'm on some GREAT pills that are suppose to stop brain seizures....yipppeeee....I can see why some of the morons like drugs. Getting real tired as I type this so I'm gonna wave bye to you and all
my friends on the message board...Hard to stay awake so I'm conking off...I actually fell asleep while doing this...lol..send my luv to anyone who cares.
Tramp"
He sounds in great spirits!! 
