Re: Trade Wars With the F.E.- The Open Window-Visit

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: : : : Oh fine.  He gets his mustache to stand at attention and peach brandy, she gets her bodice all a ripping.  What do I GET?
: : : : A trampled trampoline, stuck on this window ledge with no way down - it is after all the equivalent of 30 of your feet in height to me, and as usual - the short end of the stick so to speak.  A gnomes life is not an easy one.........

: : : : GnomeDome

: : : There, there, Gnomie-poo. You just waddle on over to the
: : : Clinic, and Doc M will turn that frown upside down!
: : : *whirrr! whiirrrr! noogie noogie noogie*

: : : Doc M

: : Purrrrrr......purrrrrrrr.  Sounds like an invitation I might enjoy, and GOOD TO HAVE YA BACK!!  However, I must ask.....you HAVE eaten lunch already right, and you DO have plenty of whatever kind of butter you like in the cold cellar, right?
: : Don't need any lawn ornaments?  Aren't planning on have a gnome hunt for your Huron's entertainment?

: : Gnome Dome

: Doctor Mary senses a lack of trust on your part, Low
: Pockets. Fear not -- I am replete with victuals, Gnome
: Butter, lawn ornaments, and the last I saw of the
: Hurons, they were stretched out on lawn chairs holding
: aluminum foil strips under their chins, trying to
: freshen up their tans. Why, none of us would hurt
: a fly...not a little fly. HEY GUYS! GUESS WHO WE'RE
: HAVING FOR DINNER...ooops! I mean, of course, who's
: COMING for dinner!!!

: Doc M


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