Well it looks like I'll just have to get over to McLeod and pick up a fishing rod and reel. Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm. Catfish for dinner. Sing for my dinner. It's not like I haven't done that before. Let me think. Ah yes. It seems to me that Snoopy's song Suppertime would be just right.

It's suppertime; yes, it's suppertime. When suppertime comes can supper be far away. Doo do do doot, do do, do doot.

The saliva is flowing now.