This is a legal contract

My dear friend Anna sent me these photos a few months ago. 

I had completely forgotten about our pact. I mean, legal contract. 

It may be written in pencil, but I don't see any way around it. There are puppets in my future. 

(A2J for those of you who were not up with Christian pop culture in the 90s, means Addicted to Jesus. It was a Carman thing.)

And I love that this is 800 times funnier since we are still friends, over twenty years later. Even if we are likely to default on this particular oath. 

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