Re: Let Me Be the First...

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: : Dear Madame Dana S.
: : You said:
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: : : Oops!  Sorry, TC.  I get it, now.  Didn't read the nitty-gritty, I guess.  So YOU are the culprit.  Hmmm...  Never woulda figured YOU for a Huron.

: : : Dana S.

: : I beseeech you, no no no! The Publicant is the culprit, not little old me! I just tried to pass as a Publicant, see, I was getting desperate to keep my job, why, there was nothing going on to cry about, and so instead of running into the fields of lilies to check on the sheninagans, I tried to pass as a Publicant
: : But then the Real One showed up. 
: : And you know what happens when The Publicant aka Tax Collector gallops into town.
: : First sign of disaster: TGAT EI has offered up her First Borne to the tax collector.
: : Second sign: Her continuing silence. Which proves The Publicant demands so much more than the mere First Borne.
: : Third sign: Sheriff Twig taken captive by Hurons or The Russian Trader; we know not, yet, which one.
: : Fourth sign: No signs of life from The English Trader.
: : Fifth sign: no donated buckets or bloody marys for yours truly.

: : Sigh.

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: Alrightythen, TC.  Let me be the first to offer a bucket AND bloody marys.  I took the liberty of putting the bloody marys in the bucket.  Oh, don't worry your ever-cryin' head about this here bucket.  I cleaned the tar out real good.  Oops...hold on, TC...Hold still, now, you got something in your hair...Got it!  Why, it's just a feather.  Now, where did THAT come from, I wonder. *grin*  You let me know if you have any trouble with that REAL Publicant.  I got plenty more buckets and they ain't filled with bloody marys.:)

: Dana S.



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