Shirley, you jest! She was the Temple-ate for all that os good. The Blues had a Johnnie Temple and so did the Cincinnatti Redlegs (spelled with a Y) and TV watching kids in Washington had Pick Temple, but she was the Temple at which America worshiped...

We're glad you survived the dryer, Raparee. We thought either you'd end up as Shrink Rap or would have to be given up for Lint......


Some time later
EXTRA:: This just in from CNN....
A Russian spy plane off the Atlantic Coast was downed by what appeared to be, from the radio signals just before it went down and confirmed by a US jet, monitoring the signal, a flying rhino....Details at eleven......

So much is going on, streaker Teresa Terrific, usually terrific at stopping terr-rafic, goes largely unnoticed. Severn offers to bring her his coat, and upon finding it gone and after a quick glance at the tree, hands her another one randomly picked from the much depleted coat rack. The squidlets are still at work. Teresa, sensing that there are too many strange peoole and critters around, wisely accepts. Severn says ti the alligator, "A hot drink of the lady's choice, please.....

Up above, the wombat finally seems to begetting the hand of flying, but with Peter Pan gone, there's nobody to ask how long the Pixie Dust will last. The Squidlets look up in envy.....