The Truth behind me and MINE’99

In a further effort to wipe the slate clean, now that I am technically a "commercial guy" and no longer some obscure ASFer, it’s time for a confession.  That is, MINE’99 and I have been fooling you all.

Not since the team-up of Andy Kauffman and Jerry "The King" Lawler has such a hoax been effectively pulled off.  In reality, MINE’99 and I are actually good friends, and have been so since LA ’99.  We call each other up and talk daily, practicing our phonetic ambiguities on each other and laughing like little boys into the wee hours of the morning.

In our spare time, we hang out at coffee shops and bookstores, waxing philosophical about things like NLP and puppy dogs.  Occasionally, we’ll talk to girls, but our friendship is based on so much more than that.

About three months ago, we hatched the plot to make everyone think we hated each other.  MINE’99 agreed to make everyone think he hated me and was going to make an example of me like he did with R. Don Steele if I agreed to poke fun at him occasionally.

Since that time, our flame wars have become a thing of legend.  Oh, how much fun we’ve had laughing about all the people who took us seriously!  In the meantime, we go sarging at Third Street Promenade and celebrate our differences as PUAs, as I open set after set and MINE’99 drops them into trance after our Golden Bubble is firmly established (that psychic stuff really works!).

I’m sorry we had to fool you all.  I hope you understand, it was meant to all be in good fun.  But the time has come to be honest and let you know that I love MINE’99: my friend, my confidant… my GURU!

Keep on truckin’ MINE’99!  We owe so much to you!