Dear Captain Sissy-pants Walker,
   My refrigerator repairman and I were saddened to hear of your unfortunate
accident with the gardening equipment, and the little plastic alphabet letters 
with the magnets on the back. When will those monsters at Playschool learn!
   I was just thinking the other day that Burt Renyolds and Loni Anderson used
to actually have sex. I had to curl up in the fetal position in the corner of
the bathroom. Finally after 3 days Jenny was able to lure me out with a can
of baked beans (HOMESTYLE!).

				--- Ollie