Charles Barkley Called...

My good friend Charles Barkley called. He interrupted my nightly crushed diamond smoothie! I think he may have been drunk. Actually, I hope he was. The Nokes couldn't understand a word he was saying and I'm fluent in 82 languages including Kilngon and Binary. I finally told him to just send me an e-mail. Here's what it said:

"Sooo, I enjoy slam dunkin and receiving impotint bucket dickumints. Where Charlie Bucketfax, and his brother Julius? I shed world vision on bucket faxers."

Turns out Barkley was eating some brownies with Dave Grohl while reminiscing about old times. He even sent me this video: