I would like to submit an Obit regarding Donuel whom only two mudcatters have purportedly met.

He was a good man. He will be missed most by Donuel along with his many creditors. It was said by one of his former romantic conquests that he was like a flesh storm with a 90% chance of satsifaction. He had the musky alure of a pride of Chimpanzees. He developed the ambidextorous talent of using the mouse with either hand.

He was a curious person in more ways than one. He played the violin like a cello and the cello like a violin, which caused a final nasty wound to his neck when the endpin was not retracted.

He will now soon be driving the wooden Buick while taking a dirt nap and pushing up daisies that belong to the ages.

Go toward the light dear Donuel, no not this light, the other light.