There are so many Polish people in Boston that whenever I hear someone speak I want to say "Hey, Buschmal!!" and I always think of you. And when I do think that I normally start think about that song "what the fuck", about the pigeon. I also read something the other week and went to send it you but didn't. Going to try and find it now... You will love and hate it at the same time and be so much better and understanding of our crazy language (crazy in a bad way) after reading it. I know for a fact you won't be able to read it without checking the meanings of words, because it simply highlights how stupid English can be sometimes. Let me find it you...

miss your bloody laugh, bastard.