Attention, Mudcat Cafe:
This is a communique from planet Orillia. Mudcatters flattop, hesperis, Little Hawk and CarolC met tonight at a local eatery called Brewery Bay Food Company, for a farewell meal....as CarolC is about to return to Bushville, USA. Downtown Orillia was as urbane, cosmopolitan, and sophisticated as it usually is. 'Nuff said about that.
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Okay, we're back. The food was good, the talk was also. We Orillians will certainly regret Carol's departure. She has been a valuable addition to the Orillia scene, in fact...
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BANG! POW! BLAM! Aaaaaargggggh!
Okay, we just shot the corporate sponsors. All of them. This is Canada, eh? And we've had enough of your capitalist bullshit. This is now a government-funded radio station. Got that, MAV? Socialism, pal. Don't knock it till you've tried it.
Since CarolC is about to leave beautiful downtown Orillia, "the town that never wakes", we felt that we should all post a brief farewell remark or two, starting with me...
LH - Carol, it has been great meeting you, and I can hardly wait to see Shepherdstown. Bon voyage!
Okay, farttop, it's your turn...
Why do I always feel like the butt of the jokes?
Possibly because you are a joke, flattop. Or at least a butt. Especially after dinner today.
Well, this trip of Carol's has certainly been an edifying one for me, too. I never knew males could be lesbians until flattop admitted to being a lesbian. Puzzling. I also never knew just how many McGill porta potties there are in Orillia. Wow! What a stink there's going to be about that!
My hamsters were very pleased to meet you Carol, and so was I. We'll have to come visit you now, eh?
Thanks, comrades! Already got the nose implants... (ahem)
**Sob** (I don't wanna go... !!!!!!!!) I'm going to have to request political asylum so they'll let me stay in Canada.
Thanks for showing me such a great time everybody!
(If I kidnap hesperis' hamsters, I wonder if they'll stop me at the border?) Just kidding, hesperis. They're the nicest, most beautiful hamsters I've ever seen. And they have amazingly soft and silky fur, too. flattop's not a butt, either. I haven't quite figured out what he is yet, though.
He's not a lesbian either. Gahhhh...I feel ill just thinking about it!
This is LH signing off.