A Letter of Notable Greetings

Dear Jeff,

You nip on the bud, we've made final decisions. All along, it's been the right place, and plenty noise is being made for you without juking, and instead with adulation and excessive respect. You are around now, little diddle. There are accolades and awards to follow, now that you're part of this club.

Welcome to NYGA\B. You cow. You holy roller. Halloa to you. And Halloa to that Halloa. That's how big we're frickin talkin, spud. We're hosting a chatty dinner in your honor, and it's you and me at the head of the table under the same cape. Just this once. You are to eat and drink with naughty abandon. That's what winning is all about.

What's next, did you ask, my swallow? You'll be fitted for molds in the coming week, and initial work will be done over the weekend by our man. You'll be outfitted. And you will be beautiful.

I am flipped out to announce that your spirit animal is The Dove. We haven't had anything like that for some time, and for the most part it's really dignified. You will be wrapped in our basking and I've got an ascot that you actually didn't know was hiding in your locker this whole time. Welcome to the club, it's not what you're looking for, it's how you look for it.

Well all else for shame, you're a tender addition.

Congratulations. There's a lot of people out there who need a little help. Time for you to answer their call, because that's what we do.

We're the NYGA\B.

Blessings Forever,
Doctor Eight