Re: Miss Marcia's Invitation to Dine

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: : She-Who-Tracks wrote:
: : : Will trade 12 pale, whining, fainting ex-captives for 1 bar of Grandma's Lye Soap.  Heading to Bumppo's Tavern.

: : Dear She,

: : I'm so glad to know you are nearly home.  Just wanted to let you know that you are welcome to stop by Miss Marcia's DownHome Kitchen for some good ol' Southern cooking, on the house, in honor of your successful escape.  Miss Marcia has plenty of Grandma's Lye Soap available, too.  But don't bring no steenking pale, whining, fainting ex-captives along!  Tell 'em to get their act together, or leave 'em at Bumppo's Tavern.  Miss Marcia may be a lady, but she doesn't go for these frail, delicate-flower types, simpering around & swooning at the slightest provocation.  Dis-GUSTing!

: : With platters of my DownHome Fuu-uuudge Awaiting you, I remain,
: : Yours Most Graciously,
: : Miss Marcia

: Dear Miss Marcia,

: Your kindness is much appreciated.  Don't worry about the swooning bunch - at this point if I let them live to get south of the Horicon, they can consider themselves lucky. I realize game is scarce, but one more upturned nose at at honey-fried crow thighs and they can paste together their own birch bark canoes!

: She, etc.


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