Howdy, Bob,

Is't gittin' too raucous up thar in th' treehouse, er iz ya jes' a'hankerin a'tter a kitchen t' putter in? Since I done stot dis hyar thread, I guess I'll fix th' reg'alashuns 'bout it, so hyar 'tis:

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Hope thet'll suit ever'body. Wanta thank Barry most p'litely fer his very own ballad, "Ida Lewis," 'n' tell thet scalliwag what don't know 'iz own name t' git right back on down thet thar hole he done crawl't out on't! Now as t' you, Bob, cain't say we couldn't use a bit o' he'p with th' cookin', but ez nobuddy don't much cotton t' slav'ry 'roundabout these hyar parts, ya ain't got t' keep t' th' kitchen, nuther. C'mon out 'n' give us a choon thet don't put some pore ol' gal t' sufferin' an we's be right nigh glad t' hev' ya! Done said m' piece, 'n' thar's a end on't!

Shula