Way to go, Dale. I will pass the good news on to Shane. I am gonna gas up the pickup and go check out this place where they took him. It's north of here about 40 miles, eh? Somewhere in the flippin' bush. And I don't mean THAT kinda bush, eh? Nope. No such luck! I mean the kind that's fulla moskeetos and black bears, eh? Hang onto those Playboys, man, cos Shane don't have no money right now and I am strapped. I got rent to pay here. Bernice won't lend me no more right now cos she hasta get streaks put in her hair, eh? I tell her don't bother, but she figgers she has got to have them streaks and that's all there is to it. She has ambitions to become a major wet T-shirt star and go where the action is: Sudbury. I tell her I got enuff action right here, and it's true, but she has got stars in her flippin' eyes, eh? Well, I wish her luck. There are plently more fish in the swamp.

- Don the Man