Dear Baje,

While I consider us chums, good friends even, I have at times felt like you were holding something back from me. I Sensed evasiveness. Like you were involved in some sort of secret business endeavor. Trawling the interweb recently, I was stunned to find this:

Frankly, I thought the whole black girl harem thing was more SNAFU’s style, but perhaps he is rubbing off on you, all of that guy talk as you work so closely to create your magical musics.

Just know that you can tell me anything. Because if you don’t tell me, I will still find out. I am the internet.

Omnipresently,
Susan Z. Anthony

(editor’s note: What’s a Pee Pee Truck?)