Dear Barb,

I wanted to alert you that the boys have left and are heading for your place. I was unaware that Cletus had taken a serious interest in going your way and indeed the only reason I mentioned it was to get the "Crappers on Casters" out of MY driveway. Luckily, they had been doing the cleaning down at the carwash. On the other hand, that's probably what precipitated their move out of town. After supplying their services to a biker gang reunion, they were hosing down at the carwash when they accidentally spilled some of the mess on the mayor's car. This wasn't good and rather than risk further jail time or the mayor's shotgun, they left here late last night.

I doubt they can find Connecticut on the best day they ever had, but I wanted to let you know that the possibility exists......blind hog and all that. They're driving Buford's pickup with the Reg boys in the back (probably flaring off a few). The trailer is really a hideous looking thing and when loaded with the outhouses, it a sight to behold so you won't have any trouble identifying them. The outhouses themselves are homemade affairs which they built with old counters and shelving that JC Penney was throwing out. To say they're ghastly looking is to put it mildly.

Last time they went wandering, they were headed for the "Neil Young Center for the Terminally Screwed" in Montana and wound up in Bill's front yard in DC, so I wouldn't worry too much. Although maybe I should send a note to Rick since his half brothers, the Reg boys, did mention getting directions from him and they DO know where he lives. Maybe the border folks will get suspicious and detain them there.

Spaw