All Right Paw, knock off the slander! I go out to a song circle, and this is what I find when I get back. The only plants I ever devoured had three leaves, and that was a long time ago. When I started forgetting the words to Bobby McGee after partaking of that infernal weed, I knew I was not meant to be a doper (sort of like Mr. Clinton) so it's been ice tea ever since. On the other hand "slug hunting" sounds like fun, so maybe I'll grab a Heinekin and hit the mud.
Mudcatter Tony Burns did a moving rendition of Loch Tay Boat Song at the song circle. Earlier in the day a small plane crashed on the street in front of one the singers' houses, (fortunately no injuries) so I hadda sing "Amelia Earhart".