Tuesday, June 8, 2004 |
Happy Birthday, Nancy Sinatra!
Dear Nance,
Do you know where those boots were made for walking? In Madagascar. By nine-year-olds for eleven cents an hour. Or maybe by eleven-year-olds for nine cents an hour. I don’t remember what they said on 20/20, but it was bad. Really bad.
Happy 63rd Birthday, baby!
Fondly,
Josh
P.S. My boots were made for kicking ass.