Dear Class of 1998:
Well, it’s about that time. Turns out - despite a mountain of evidence indicating it’s a bad idea - Luther really wants me to write a letter inviting you all to our 20-year reunion. To be clear, it’s a bad idea to let me write these letters (as you know). But it’s a FANTASTIC idea to invite all of you. So consider this your invitation. Now it’s time for the details. “But Doug, can’t we get this information directly from Luther?” Sure, and you can get a good look at a T-bone steak by sticking your head up a bull’s rear end, but wouldn’t you rather take the butcher’s word for it?!