suffer
loneliness since I was a little kid, I always asked God to give me a
friend, and he did it the last year, I really love a lot my friend,
because he has help me a lot, I don't want to loose him, but I lied to
him, not to hurt him, but to avoid a suffer, but he discovered it, and now
he ignores me, and I don't know, I feel like he wants to replace me, I don’t
want to lose him, really, I love him very much, does he is continuing to
be my friend? What can I do to make him forgive me of what I did?
Ivan Canales,
Mexico City
The Mooj anguishes
along with you during
this troubling time of your life. The Mooj believes that if you’re
honest with your new friend that he will forgive you and perhaps even
trust you once again. I will fast, meditate and abstain from drinking alcohol
this morning so that it may send good vibes your way. Hope this helps!
The Mooj also believes that you are the winner of this year’s
"Longest Sentence in a Mooj Letter Award."
Does Derek Love me?
Rebecca L. Reitnauer (age 19)
Yes, The Mooj believes that he just
might. But just to be sure I will fast, meditate and abstain from drinking
alcohol this morning for you (since I have to do it for that
Mexican kid anyway).
Mooj,
There was nothing I could do. It was
pretty much settled by the time I got there. My kid brother Amos Garvin
ran off and married Maureen Keller. My family had been feuding with the
Kellers since 1875. My father found out about the wedding and sent me to
stop it. But I arrived too late. But I did manage to shoot Maureen Keller
as she and Amos came out of the Justice of the Peace’s house. Toby
Jackson Keller must have also heard about the wedding because he arrived
just as I was firing off my last round at Maureen Keller and he shot me in
the leg. My cousin Angus Garvin then showed up and shot Toby. Pretty soon
Kellers and Garvins were everywhere and a huge gun fight erupted. After
about an hour of this feuding Grandma Garvin held up her hand and asked
for a cease-fire. Jarvis Keller, the patriarch of the Keller klan, agreed.
By then seven Kellers and nine Garvins was dead. A truce was then called
and we decided to end the hostilities for the day. Since the reception
hall was already booked and paid for on account of the wedding we decided
to go there and have at the liquor and eat what was left of the buffet and
wedding cake. All-in-all, we had a pretty dern good time.
Robert Alvin Gadson Garvin,
Pomeroy, Ohio
The Mooj is uncertain why this
person found it necessary to share this absurd anecdote with me.
The Mooj reminds his minions to please refer to The Mooj Weekly
Standard bylaws, which strictly prohibit nonsensical and stupid
submissions such as the one above. I will allow this letter to remain in this
week’s newsletter since it is highly unlikely that this South Eastern
Ohio hillbilly is familiar with The Mooj Weekly Standard bylaws. But he should
consider himself warned!
McMooj,
I have a quick question for you
Great and Wondrous Swami. Last week my wife and I were back in LA after a
six-year absence and heard a guy on the radio called "Mr. KABC."
He sounded just like this guy that used to on the radio called "Mr.
KFI." Was "Mr. KABC" and "Mr. KFI" the same
person? Also, my wife thinks that this "Mr. KABC" fellow used to
also be known as "Joe Crummy." Is she right? Anyway, I’m a
huge fan of yours and I shaved off all my body hair to prove it.
David Allen Kole,
Newberg, OR
Thank you for what seems like a
legitimate query and tribute Mr. Kole. Sadly, however, I cannot help you because I
have no idea whom this "Mr. KFI" or "Mr. KABC" person
is. My psychic senses tell me only that he is an idiot.
Mooj,
Hey, I saw you in Chicago’s
legendary south-side last night. I’m glad to see you’re playing live
blues again. It sounded like your chops were kinda rusty but that’s
probably because you’ve been too busy to practice since you’re
traveling around America looking for inner harmony and good vibes (not to
mention hiding from that guy who’s trying to kill you). From what I
understand you used to be quite a legend down in the Mississippi delta so
I bet you’ll make it big up here in Chicago. Hell, you might just be the
next Uzbekistani-Punjabi Muddy Waters! Best of luck!
Ronald Newburg,
Brookfield, IL
Thanks for your kind words. Yes, it
is true that The humble and talented Mooj is once again performing live
music in front of captive audiences. Over the last few weeks I’ve been
appearing after hours in some of Chicago’s less-exclusive blues
establishments (under an assumed name of course). For security reasons I
cannot disclose locations of any future gigs but in truth I’m not really
that hard to find. Just walk along 43rd Street any given night and you’ll
probably hear me howling my blues somewhere (or at least see me lying
drunk in a gutter someplace).
On July 15, 1969 I was wounded in a small village
north of Da Nang. I was left for dead and would have been captured had it
not been for a schoolgirl named [name omitted]. She dragged me into the
hills and hid me inside a drainage ditch. Everyday she brought me food and
water until I was strong enough to walk and make it back to my unit. I
swore that someday I would find her and repay her for her kindness. Can
you use your superior psychic powers to tell me where [name omitted] is
today and how I can contact her? Thank you.
Peter King,
White Plains, NY
The Mooj will do everything he can
to help you Mr. King. But, sadly, my psychic senses aren’t as sharp today as they
usually are since I’ve been fasting and abstaining from alcohol all
morning. Also, every time I try to meditate and use my third eye to see
where this woman could be some idiot honks his horn and yells at me to get
out of the street. I’ll try again tomorrow and then email you your
answer in private.
Mooj,
I just wanted to write and
congratulate you on yet another year of success. It is heartwarming to
know that while all the other "dot coms" fall by the wayside
that your Mooj.com is still strong and vibrant. Few web sites offer such
insight and hope as yours does. I used to work for PSINET but now I’m
laid off because they went bankrupt. I would be despondent except that I
know you're always there to guide me through my rough times. You're like a
beacon of light in these dark hours and I am grateful that you are my
personal Internet Guru. Please email me back some encouragement as soon as
you can because I really need you.
Jenna Houston,
Palo Alto, California, United States
– Monday, April 16, 2001 at 20:14:27 (PST)
Hey, how come you didn’t answer my
last email? All I got was your stupid auto reply telling me that you’ll
get back to me as soon as you can. I need you now!
Where are you?
Jenna Houston,
Palo Alto, California, United States
– Monday, April 16, 2001 at 20:18:16 (PST)
I NEED YOU. WHERE ARE YOU????
Jenna Houston,
Palo Alto, California, United States
– Monday, April 16, 2001 at 20:22:21 (PST)
HELP!!! I NEED YOU!!!!!
Jenna Houston,
Palo Alto, California, United States
– Monday, April 16, 2001 at 20:24:34 (PST)
Fine you fat, greasy Punjabi pork
chop. You can go [omitted] yourself with a fist-sized fig. I don’t need
you anymore. You totally suck and I’ll never read your stupid little web
site again. I hate you!!!!!
Jenna Houston,
Palo Alto, California, United States
– Monday, April 16, 2001 at 20:25:55 (PST)
This troubled young woman obviously doesn’t
understand the virtue of patience. I would have gladly gotten back to her
as soon as I could with the words of wisdom and encouragement that she so
desperately needed but now she is alone in the world without a hope or
guidance. As far as I’m concerned it’s her fault not mine.
I really want to ask Stephanie Morgan
to the junior prom. Will she say yes if I ask her? Also, do you think she
likes me? And better yet, will I "get lucky" with her if she
goes with me?
"Oliver Wendell Homey"
This request for free psychic advice
starts out nicely. I can almost picture this shy 11th grader sitting there
at his computer, popping zits, eating pizza and listening to O-Town
while he pines for
the girl of his dreams. But then this foolish lad goes and spoils it all
by "driving the bus straight to smutville." Thus, young Oliver,
because I care about you and your peers, as well as the morals of your
fellow countrymen, I refuse to answer your letter. Perhaps next time you
will keep it clean and maybe I’ll help you.
I love the Jules Vermilion sea
adventure stories. I used to be a nuke on the USS Halibut (SSN 587). I
knew a guy from the Enterprise. In fact, I performed many an "Emergency
Blow" on this guy in the secret back room of the Horse and
Cow bar in Vallejo, CA.
Bubble Head Bob
Charleston, SC
The Mooj thanks you for your
letter Bubble Head Bob.
For some reason I sense that it is a joke of some sort. Regardless, I’ll
pass along your kind remarks to Jules Vermilion. (Actually, I don’t
have to since Jules is probably reading this newsletter).
Mooj,
A few days ago I met this really hot
woman. She works for a temp agency and I contracted her to be my new
administrative assistant. We were working late last night and it soon
became apparent that we had certain lustful feelings for each other. I’m
not sure why but we kissed. Then before I knew it we were completely naked
on the copy room floor doing it like mammals on Discovery Channel. I don’t
know what came over us. I’m married and have two children. Up until last
night I had never even thought about cheating on my wife. Honest! But that’s
not why I’m writing to you. Here’s what I need to know. What stocks do
you recommend this week?
Philip Krueger
I’m not sure why this odd person thought it
appropriate to share his exaggerated inner-office romance story with me.
He sounds like a very troubled individual that needs lots of help. As far
as what stocks to buy this week The Mooj recommends staying with proven
winners in the medical sector. If The Mooj still had money he would buy
any of the following stocks: SERO, ADVP, HSIC, OCR, AZA or BMET.
Exactly three weeks ago I logged
onto Mooj.com for the first time. I have returned numerous times to see if
the newest newsletter has been posted and it hasn’t. All I see is the
same old one that’s been there since March 22nd. I don’t get it. Your
newsletter is called The Mooj WEEKLY Standard. So doesn’t that
mean that there should be a new one each week? I checked through your archives
and noticed that not since July 1999 have you actually published two
newsletters within a week of each other. So why not call your newsletter The
Mooj Semi-Weekly Standard or Mooj Monthly Standard? I hate to
be so anal about something so trivial but you make a big deal about being
honest and then you perpetrate this huge lie about your circulation
schedule. Those are my thoughts. Take them or leave them.
-Unsigned
Thank you for your concerns. I’m
glad I have people like you out there sweating the little things because I
sure as hell don’t. I'm not sure who you think I am, but I have
never touted honesty as one of my virtues.
Will I get good enough grades this
semester to get off academic probation?
"Pre-Med Fred"
My keen psychic senses tell me that
you will yet again eke out another semester there in pre med school. But don’t go
picking out alumni catalogue stuff just yet. I also sense that by this
time next year you’ll be scrubbing
toilets in the Coast Guard. But I could be wrong. Either way good luck!
Hey Mooj, I’m a budding artist and
I’m hoping to make it big as a screenwriter. I have this great idea for
a movie. Here’s my plot: This really hot-looking girl from Nebraska (or
maybe even Kansas) decides that she wants to be a star and so she goes to
Hollywood. She auditions for all kinds of roles but doesn’t get
anything. Finally her stripper roommate talks her into becoming a stripper
too so that she can pay her rent and eat. Then there’s lots of nudity
and stripping and stuff. What do you think of my great idea? Will I make
millions off it or what?
-Unsigned
It’s not that I don’t think you
have any talent. It’s just that…well, your idea has been used about a
million times already. If I were you I’d keep my day job.
Mooj,
Where can I get your books? My local
library doesn’t seem to carry any, except The Mooj Guide to Punjabi
Cooking and I’ve already read that one.
Lee Yeager (minion # 877)
Manchester, NH
The Mooj is currently working with a
publisher to reissue some of my older books. However, this publisher hasn’t
returned any of my phone calls in four years so The Mooj isn’t sure when
these books will actually be re-issued.
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