When I first met Lonis(pronounced Low Nis), he was just a poor farm boy. The last of three young 'uns to leave that burrough in the high green hills of Irma, he was bound for that glory road South, straight to being the King of Southern Swing. He hit the big time early and founded Blind Pug Records. Known not only for his droning, howlish laments to his eternal love Heidi, he had a thing for easy hyperventilation, especially in the humid throes of sultry summers. Quickly known for good times and fast snorting, he developed a reputation for eating anything and everything. His personal quote to live by was "Eat drink and be merry, for tommorrow we die"(or lay bloated on the couch).
That was until a frenzied piranha like fight over a Krispy Kreme blueberry donut hole caused him to leap off one of his amp cases and throw out his back. He ate a blanket and some pillow stuffing in a blind rage that left him almost physically damaged. Damage to his pride was more like it. After pulling the silk cord edging from his fair ass one morning, Heidi had had enough. She demanded he seek treatment. Introspection and a modicum of age left him singing a different tune. This is when he found comfort and refuge in The Teaching's of the Ayatolla. Not only did he tout the benefits of being neutered, his musical stylings turned spiritual in nature and he won a Grammy. Twice he sang the Chinese National Anthem at the Winter Olympics(Lillehammer and then Nagano where he also sang in Japanese).
It's been almost nine months since our sweetest Friend and Comrade has hopped the Chuck Wagon to that giant bag of dog food in the sky. It was time to share his glory, and his story. Spread the message and please give generously to Pug Life Ministries.
R.I.P Dear Dear Friend
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