More regretably, I did open it! And what do you think I heard? Nuthin' about no deregulation of language... Jus' a bunch of tree huggin' commie crap 'bout some solar flair... Like, Iz as intersted in tres as much as the next hillbilly, but I ain't into huggin' no sun. Nope, ain't gonna' happen... I'll hug my couzin Rufus's wife, Rether May, who ain't ever actaully been in or withina mile of a bath tub, but I ain't gonna hug no sun. Period. End of negotiations...

Now, as fir deregulatin' the English language.... Ahhh, well it's about time... Wat too many words in it. You all ever pick up one of these Websters? Like 3 pounds of words. Used to be two. Heck, I could get along real nicely with just a fcouple ounces myself...

But when you get these danged Repubs in the first thig they wanta do is gop and deregulate every thing that can make a buck fir one of their buddies (wgho just happened to contribute to their campaigns). I say, let them folks waller with the rest of us who never made up no words important to make Webster. Heck, them folkx is out gallivantin' 'round collectin' reyaltiis checks from Mr. Webster fir us using their words and we are splittin' hot dogs three ways... I mean, you call this fair?

No! Its a danged shame is waht it is... Heck with 'em. Let 'em get jobs like real folks....

No to deregulation of language and yes to, ahhhh, legalized pot, free music and plaid shirts...

That's my take on it and until anyone comes forth woith photographic everdince that I got Webster blood in my famlee, I stickin' to it...

Bobert