Here’s the picture from Stuart’s blog:
And here’s my rendering:
Here’s a special little poem for Marj.
She’s a pranksta’
A mothereffin’ pimp, yo.
She’s got interpretive dance moves
that will knock you on the flo’.
She’s got autism in the hizzouse
and more dogs than you can know.
Wrap that beyotch in paper
and slap on a big bow.
This rhyme isn’t dope
in fact it’s pretty lame
but now it will forever
be linked with her good name.
Love you Marj!
And Stuart, I hope you liked my rendering of your likeness. Next week it will be a lady. Check back next Wednesday to take your guess on who it is.