Letters to the Editor
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Jill gonna ever jilt pole...dancin' Steve? a stinker.
Dress Steve in a chicken feathered straight jacket. Administer some Rx healthy anti-Jill,-drop therapy Jack medication. That iv-drip therapy may help. It's cant hurt any worse than some not so nice madame.
Pretend to sleep walk.
Act so very respectful.
March into a I.C. room.
Make a balsa wood raft.
Send Jack and Hair`ell`e for a floating road trip down the Potomac River on a neocon version of a Kon Tiki. It's a dead end. Drop a oak log on Jack's noggin. He's Acorn nuts, and snores every day. Tell `um to go away? Jack is not Reasonable. One who will not Reason is: a Bigot. a Idiot. Jack will make Jill pale. Women may become a slave, and both genders will need go visit Capital Hill Plutocrats
members must hear you.
a dang hole in de bucket.
Rats must "bailout" boats.
OR, Jill will go very wacky.
It's gittin' WayLay a sickin`
OR, Jack will knock Pelosi?
Seductive poor rich? Whoa!. O no silly.
A union lady joins the Lady's Auxiliary.
Or, use a wood oar? Why? Hokeyness?
Pork-barrel spending is pole-cat-war-dance.
Bloody Capital Hill porkers do a hokey-pokey.
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Sheesh!
Ya coulda done this the first week.
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Thanks
I enjoyed the whole story a lot -- your drawings are magnetic. I hope you do another series like this. My favorite of your work before this was the daughter who had to wear a mirror to relate to her mother (if I remember correctly.)