I am reminded of the hat worn by one of The Goose Island Ramblers that said "If Lutefisk is outlawed, only outlaws will have Lutefisk"
The prophecy has come to pass!

I've sent out to Utah Phillps for some of his Moose Turd Pies (I hope he's not grown too old to cut the moose-turd) but all I have to throw until then are some of my world famous Lemming Boo-Merangue Pies which unfortuneately keep coming back and hitting ME in the face. But in the words of the old sea chantey:

"Pie Merangue-O, Fire Away....."

Meanwhile, I'll have to wipe off this vintage Miracle Whip that some Krafty bugger hit me with before they have to send me to the Mayo Clinic. Then when I find out just who that idiot bastard son of a syphallitic wharf rat was, it's "my condiments to the chef", so look out!........