Amai Anthony.
The dabob has come for you to shigoku. We knew we couldn’t hog island your time forever. You have eagle rocked this oyster program and loaded our golden mantle with fans, followers, awards, and baywater sweet love from oyster people near and effingham far. Thank you for your integrity, for building a system strong as a sea cow so that we aren’t up snow creek without you.
But don’t think your penn is coved when you clock out tonight. Your fellow Walri plan to drag your fanny bay down Old Ballard Ave until you’re so hama hama you can’t tell which way the barron points. Don’t worry, we’ll all be hammersley together, treasuring coves and totten about virginicas until it’s time to olympia home. We’re sure your pillow will feel extra kusshi tonight and we hope that tomorrow the sun is indeed hollow.
Blue pools, Anthony. Blue pools.
Your malispinas and sister points forever,
Renee, Jeremy, Eli, Cody, Taylor, Tyler, BJ, Jose, Anna, Joe, Kiki, Lolo, Keara, Anna, Shawn, Sarah, Kat, Melissa, Craig, Chad, and Emily.