Oh my [cut and paste your deity of choice here]!!!! I'll try "By Neptune's Trident (or anything else Wriggly he can find to chew on at the moment)!"

Has our beloved Squid been actually sacrificed and cooked, or has he merely overstuffed HIMSELF as usual, glomming it in 10 handfuls at a time? I hope that no one has neen callow enough to have made Mari of my Cephlopod buddy. (LIZ! He LOVES/LOVED you!) If so, may he burst into song with a dancing chorus of 24 blackbirds doing moves that they copped from The Ikettes, singing, "Nyahh, Nyahh! We're not done yet!" followed by a chorus of "Don't Wail For Me Ike & Tina" in tribute to their choreographers.

I CAN sympathise with Jack's hunger, having seen "20,000 Leagues Under The Sea" umpteen times and realize that it's an eat-or-be-eaten world out there at sea....

I hope the Duck and the Gator are not being served up as well, even though they would surely taste better than, say, the Moth or having the Caterpillar served for Grub Steak. Can Raven Kitty even feel safe from the wok?

I sampled the traditional festive Jello from the pit, and the flavors seem to be Red Beet and Swiss Chard, which could actually probably kill a Squid and do harm to some of the rest of us. Has thhe budget committee come to the point in these recession times to change our supplier from Hospital Surplus to Oscar The Grouch?

What's wrong with the traditional "Auroch-in' Around The Solstice Tree at the Solstice Party Hop"?

A Hanson's Diet Pomegranite Soda and some cookies from the sugar-free bowl, please.....