And now for the translation, since legible handwriting has never been Wyatt's forte':
I want my mullet back!
Too bad I'm gettin' fat! I'll just use my Cardinals hat!
Oh, I forgot that I'm the "King of Cellulite"! (ok, that line could use some work, originally he spelled it cellulat!)
What could I wear?
Prada, Juicy Couture? (sister's influence is obvious)
How about what Jimmy Buffet wore on tour?
I could wear a trendsetter hat!
No, that's lame. I can't decide.
What a shame!
It's like it's right beside meeeee.
I need to fleeeee!
I know what it is --- Gucciiiiii!
Now what kind of music do I need?
Bow-wow? Fergie? Yuck!
I guess I'm having no luck!
The Dixie Chicks? Too girly!
I'll find someone, surely!
Not Bon Jovi or Buddy Holly...
I need to find him quick!
Who should I pick?
How about Weird Al Yankovic?
Yes, that's it!
Written by: Wyatt Buttry
I really do adore my three.