Posted by Miss Marcia on February 18, 1999 at 19:50:44:
In Reply to: Slinkin' past the corn crib... posted by S. Girty on February 18, 1999 at 17:30:36:
S. Girty wrote:
: this foul weather on the trail has taken a toll on me as of late, was wondering if you had some remedies that would fix me up?
: Perhaps you could [secretly] obtain some concoction from Dr. Mary & leave it in the corn crib?
Dear Mr. Girty,
I'd be most happy to procure a concoction from Dr. Mary for you, if I only thought that quazy quack could come up with anything that might actually be of benefit to a body in need. I fear, however, that her remedies are questionable, at best, 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 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,
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