I recently purchased an album on eBay. My item came well packed, which was unfortunate for Bobby Vinton. The poor bastard’s Melodies Of Love was used as packing material for my purchase. Now I personally am not exactly a Bobby Vinton fan, but that is some harsh shit.
Mr. Vinton is still around, which means he could possibly stumble upon this post. It’s unlikely, but it could happen. So Bobby I just want to tell you: 1) you didn’t deserve that; and 2) that is some dazzling Bedazzler work on that denim shirt, you magnificent son of a bitch.

Responses to “From The Stacks: Melodies Of Love”
Where’s a rolled up newspaper when you need one?
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Yes, and a sucker for fine Bedazzler work.
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A laugh from Allicette? I’ll take that.
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Wait…what is he about to put in his mouth? Bobby! No, Bobby! Drop it!
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I can feel Bobby’s pain. You are a kind soul, Mr. Stafford.
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Oh christ! This has me in stitches!
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Oh yeah. The Polish Prince used to eat acid tabs out of a cereal bowl.
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Didn’t know he was an acid tripper… but it does explain the jacket.
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