-- Posted by Hey Jewlee at 12:30 pm on Dec. 29, 2008 Dear Scotty, I miss you more than ever Because i'm starting to forget all the bad things that made you the Scotty I loved. Like the way you looked when you were mad, or drunk or high Or how your iguana peed on me a lot Not the way your voice sounded but the way it felt hot and slow, flowing into my eyes And I really do miss you more than ever and I wonder, would you be proud of me? Where I am today. Where you are right now. For my uncle who died about 10 years ago. -- Posted by Miss Vanity at 12:31 pm on Dec. 29, 2008 Awww that's cute -- Posted by Disposition at 12:32 pm on Dec. 29, 2008 " Like the way you looked when you were mad, or drunk or high Or how your iguana peed on me a lot Not the way your voice sounded but the way it felt hot and slow, flowing into my eyes " I love that part :D -- Posted by Lei at 12:32 pm on Dec. 29, 2008 Awwwww  ^.^ I'm sure he would be, since you wrote him that poem...=]