Re: Alarm and Consternation

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: : S. Girty wrote:
: : : >>Miss Marcia,
: : : I do thank you, and look forward to the Possum Surprise...

: : You're most welcome, Mr. G.

: : (Miss Marcia:) : By the by, Old Crone seems to think you and I have something "going" here, if you get my drift.  Don't know where she got an idea like that, but I'll straighten her out later. 

: : (Simon Girty:) >>I was taught that a man never told on a lady *hehe*
: : : ;-)

: : Sound advice, indeed!

: : (Miss Marcia:) : The real problem is that there Dr. Mary person...she's been tellin' folks right and left that you & she were gonna have a Super Bowl Weekend in more ways than one, flounderin' around together in something she calls her "hottub!" 

: : (Simon Girty:) >>Hmm, ol' Simon could use a warm bath for once *grin*

: : Oh, and NOW we're gettin' particular, eh?  The cold water from my pump ain't good enough???

: : (MM::) :, but...if I were you, I'd run FAR, run FAST from Dr. M, or you're liable to find yourself in hot water of a whole 'nuther kind!  I know SOME men find those spike heels & leather outfits of hers irresistable, but she's nuthin' but trouble, I tell you! 

: : (SG:) >>I thank you for your concern, Miss Marcia, but dont'chya worry yourself any, this ol' renegade has made it this far, besides, with a description like that, you got me a tad bit curious, t'aint often we see somethin' like that back in the hollers.

: : Well, don't say I didn't warn you!  An' remember, curiosity killed the cat...I made that up, but you can use it in future conversations, if you like.  Just give me credit.

: : (SG: )[By the way, what are spiked heels?]....

: : Dee-vices of excrutiating torture, invented during the Spanish Inquisition, which, if displayed properly in conjunction with a well-turned ankle, can cause a good man to go plumb berserk!

: : (SG: )>>Miss Marcia, again, I thank you for the concern, its been a long time since anyone cared for this renegades scalp [other than liftin' it]..... and thanks for the salted hog jowl, I swear, with your fine cookin', if I wasnt out raidin' & pillagin' I'd add another 20 pounds to my frame ;-)

: : Some say that's the way of it, but myself, I believe there's no problem so great that a whompin' big bowl of grits 'n' grease won't solve it.  Yessir...home cookin's the answer to EVERYTHING that's wrong in the world, so y'all just chow down now, y'hear?

: : Yours Most Graciously,
: : Miss Marcia
: : PS...if you DO decide to pay a visit to Dr. Mary, watch your coins carefully.  I hear she's always lookin' to acquire a few more dollars, anywhere she can find them, in order to finance another business venture:  Mistress Mary's House of Leather 'n' Lace (Motto:  We'll have you BEATEN from the fort...but only if you pay top dollar!)

: Dear Miss Marcia:

: "We'll Have You Beaten From This Fort????"  Hmmmmm. I like it!
: I like it!!  All is forgiven! Let us not to the marriage of
: true minds admit impediments like Mr. Dirty Girty. Leave him
: to the Crone...I hear it's been awhile since she's seen any
: action. As a peace offering, I'm sending Dweebie out to your
: cabin with a sack of squirrel innards so you can fry up some
: justly famous Squrrel Fritter Flambe for the weekend. I would
: send Mr. Poe, but the poor man has the collywobbles and a
: fever, so I have prescribed a strict regimen of bed rest for
: him...lots and lots of bed rest. 

: Yours in Peace and Sisterhood,

: Doctor M


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