Something my husband found:
Jah and Seth received a gift in the form of an album, Bruce Willis’ The Return of Bruno. In the liner notes it says,
“This album could not have been made without the help of the following people: My main mazain and co-potato head Robert Craft, the unwavering patience of Motown Records and lastly and most importantly, the big cat upstairs. Once upon a time, after wandering around in a daze for 12 years, in a hot, steamy, stankin’ Thursday night late in June 1986 I walked into a low-down and dirty dive called Club Babylon. It was my kind of place. On stage was a band who within 10 seconds had my little pink R&B toes tappin’. I knew I’d get along with these guys immediately. They all had dirty under their fingernails. I approached the bar, I ordered a Lamey Lo and quicker than a cat may blink its eye, the leader of these rhythm merchants said, “Hey Bruno, wanna sit in?” The rest as they say in this crazy mixed-up patchwork quilt of a town they call Hollywood is history. Your pal, Bruno.”
Hey Bruno, did they all have dirty under their fingernails? I wouldn’t accept prose this purple from a freshman writing student. No, seriously, you suck. But man, you can blow harmonica.* I mean harp.** (I mean harmonica.)***
*,**,*** I don’t really mean any of these, cause you’re terrible.
[My best friend likes to call me her main mazain now. I really asked for that one.] Eppy 267- 3:01 (Weck’s Wiki)
Source: uhhyeahdude.com