Bail Out Raymond!

Dear Friends,

As I was heading to a high school reunion, I was stopped by a hichhiker who seemed to look familiar.

Against all better judgement, I stopped. It was a classmate, I haven't seen since high school. Our lives have definitly taken different paths. I am in real estate, he is in a state of denial.

Fighting my gut instinct to drive by, I stopped. And that is when my life was changed.

My reunion with Oscar included snakes, alligators, a broken marriage, a child getting a concussion, and ultimatetly mine and Oscar's arrest. I beg of you to please help me get out of this Florida jail cell and back to my life, where getting arrested was something I saw on TV, rather than a daily occurance like it is for Oscar.

I ask for your help as I sit here with the quintessential Florida Man as my cell mate, who talks incessantly about his ex-wives, his future ex-wives, his investments into abandoned properties and the ever shrinking Everglades.

Please help.

Please send bail money.

Sincerely,

Raymond