Re: Slinkin' past the corn crib...

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: : Dear Mr. Girty,

: :... therefore may I suggest you try some of my own sure-fire cures for what ails ye!  I'll leave a plateful of some good home cookin' and a jug of hot buttered rum by your pallet, not to mention some of my special Spring Tonic, guaranteed to clear out your sinuses, flush out your innards, and fire up your brain!  Take one spoonful every 2 hours throughout the night, and you'll be a new man come morning...and you'll be about 6 pounds lighter, too.  This is powerful stuff!

: >>I thank ye' kindly, and if'n you hear what sounds like a bar' snorin' out in the crib, rest assured its jes' this ol' renegade...

: : : P.S.
: : : I hearn tell there is some red-headed lass askin' about me? ;-)

: : Yes, well in that regard, you'd best be considerin' the fact that the red-headed lass in question is a fair hand at trackin' villains and vagabonds, should you start down that particular road & find the relationship becoming "strained." In other words, when it comes to She-Who-Tracks, you can run, but you can't hide.  Let that be fair warning, my rollickin', roisterous renegade!   Best ye stick to Mrs. Dirty Girty for lovin' and Miss Marcia for food & friendship, if you value your hide.

: : Yours Most Graciously,
: : Miss Marcia

: >>I thank ye' again fer' your kind advice, and fer' lookin' out fer' this renegades hide ;-)

: [though I must admit, I do like red-haired spitfires ;-) ]...

: S. Girty


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