OK...time for a Dope Slap!!

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: One of Doc M's favorite pastimes aside from changing people who
: vex her into small, slimy, invertebrate creatures, is to listen
: to Car Talk, which often makes her laugh until she wets
: her pantaloons -- a feat which gets easier each passing year,
: of course. In fact, one of Doc M's dreams is to corral a
: friend into helping her create her own show called Toad Talk.
: But I digress...not unlike a certain lanky pony-tailed postal
: person who appears to be going through what I diagnose as
: Mid-Board Crisis!!!! What is life, what am I doing here, is
: the house finished, is it time to move on...a classic case.
: Yes, yes. So now Doctor M must haul her tired old carcass
: out of her hot tub *ooof! creaak! poot!* being careful not
: to step on all the Huron rubber hatchets that are floating 
: around, and administer what my boys Tom and Ray on Car Talk
: call The Dope Slap to Mr. Federici (also called in the Freudian
: Wacko trade Der Dummkopf Klaps.) WHAP!!! WHAP!!! WHAP!!!
: All better now?? Gooood. Gooood. You'll get my bill in
: the morning via Priority Huron C.O.D. Now IF you'll pardon
: me, I have a game of Drop The Soap scheduled with my
: Hawkie-poo this afternoon.

: Hug! Hug!

: Doc M


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