Okay, Who's The Wise Guy...

Posted by Doctor Mary on September 29, 1999 at 09:50:09:

...who dumped that nasty wet croaker sack on the doorstep of
the Mohicanland Home For The Terminally Bizarre??? Whatever's
in there is flopping around and screeching like a Siamese cat
on a hot plate...and my God in heaven, the SMELL!!! Doctor
M has not smelled anything like it since one of her many
admirers left her a dead elk last July and forgot to tell
her about it!!! Now being endowed with a sense of unquenchable
scientific curiousity, Doctor Mary is sorely tempted to
dissect the thing, whatever it may be. Perhaps a few brisk
whacks with a rifle butt will sedate the poor misbegotten
creature before she commences. I see the return address on
the sack is Sas... Sas Soo something. Can't quite make it
out. And I notice little wee gnome-like footprints all around
the place where it was left. Hmmmmm. Will let all of you
know if I find some sort of vestigial brain on this thing,
but it seems highly unlikely.

Kiss! Kiss!

Doctor M

Follow Ups:

• Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy...DANGER, WILL ROBINSON! Miss Marcia 11:10:15 9/29/99 (0)
• Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy... Gnome 10:13:35 9/29/99 (4)
  • Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy... Doctor Mary 10:20:42 9/29/99 (3)
    • Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy... Gnome again 11:10:27 9/29/99 (1)
      • Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy... Miss Marcia 11:13:26 9/29/99 (0)
    • Re: Okay, Who's The Wise Guy... Gnome 11:07:10 9/29/99 (0)

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: ...who dumped that nasty wet croaker sack on the doorstep of
: the Mohicanland Home For The Terminally Bizarre??? Whatever's
: in there is flopping around and screeching like a Siamese cat
: on a hot plate...and my God in heaven, the SMELL!!! Doctor
: M has not smelled anything like it since one of her many
: admirers left her a dead elk last July and forgot to tell
: her about it!!! Now being endowed with a sense of unquenchable
: scientific curiousity, Doctor Mary is sorely tempted to
: dissect the thing, whatever it may be. Perhaps a few brisk
: whacks with a rifle butt will sedate the poor misbegotten
: creature before she commences. I see the return address on
: the sack is Sas... Sas Soo something. Can't quite make it
: out. And I notice little wee gnome-like footprints all around
: the place where it was left. Hmmmmm. Will let all of you
: know if I find some sort of vestigial brain on this thing,
: but it seems highly unlikely.

: Kiss! Kiss!

: Doctor M


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