Well, who the hell does he think he is, making off with my syringe and partying like there's no tomorrow?

.. I know what a ham that man is. (a little salty but otherwise pretty well smoked and cured). What his heart needs is a good shot of adrenalin - I intend to come in and perform my own copyrighted form of heart massage - I put my Doc Martin's on and jump ten times on his chest. as they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

He's always been a strange one, obsessed about his tentacles and no fear of going blind with it. What he needs is some ELECTRIC CHARGED jello, the sort to give him a little shock if he engages in inappropriate behaviour with a squid.

And perhaps I could try my Latvian great grandmother's Christmas stuffed reindeer cure - beat patient with reindeer head until subject becomes limp, then insert antler into deepest orifice and grind, followed by a quick eggnog and celery douche. Follow by second shot of electric jello, underdone tile slightly sizzling.

cheerie-bye

N.R.