You were complimented in a tease style manner by art G.

If I may add: You write letters that are clear as a brass or gold bell.

Even if you aren't goody scrambled egg-omelette's...

You a good letter writer scribbler, IMO. I thank you. You are sunny side up. I'd yoke with you in rainy weather to plow a garden straight-line plant-furrow. I think that's a compliment.

I know zilch about technology. I do recognize a good egg layer. At the farm we have a hen named Pete, a cat named Virtuous, and two dogs:

One dog is named Lulu. She is a black large poodle.

The other blond yellow retriever took the place of a dog we once had named Cezanne. A hunter may have shot Cezanne.

Well.

Each time I eat a brown egg cheese omelet from a egg from the hen-named-Pete...I'll thank beautiful feathered Pete for the good brown eggs. My Granddaughter calls scrambled eggs Eggo's. She is so proud she knows how to make good scrambled egg's.

Thanks for what you do.

Your a real sunny gift.

Poor R.B. He's in too much trouble as it is now!

He didn't 'note' a hair in the soup? O, it was Poor Mitt's?

He drew the "unlovable loser" Dinkle in oversexed rubber yellow-galoshes with manure caked all over them. Behave.

The Americans will be nauseated if R.B. keeps this up.

We need better comic strip-teasers to dance and play?

Let's tune into some "depressing" Mozart music.

Irony. Time for some good split-green-pea-soup.

Chuang-Tzu would love you.

He sometimes wasn't sure if,

he was Chuang-Tzu or a butterfly.

He may have thought he was,

a fair feathered hen named,

O, teased as old hen-Pete!

No, O, I no-hen-peck you?

a,e,i,o, and o-u.

and sometimes why?

Why not cry? O, No.

O, Cheers. drop the 'o'?

Bush needs to go back to the pig farm?

He can sing: e, i, e, i, o! Gads. Arny?

Forgive me? I dropped my 'o'. beeped-z?

We need to be watchful and mighty careful.

Whoever drives at breakneck speed has my vote.

Just don't crash into a hot-barbed electric fence.

O, I agree about O ondelette. Arne will form a army?

Be careful. Don't run into a groundhog hole. A. okay.

'um That's real Bad luck. A tire may blowout. Kaboom.

All I ask for is some help cleaning up my dirty Place.

I'm wanting to get outta here. Who licks egg plates?

I'm running around like a hen with her head cut off today.

I am thankful and overly obnoxious to the goop?

If I leave gasping and wheezing I'm not at death door,

yet,

If a neocon is in a deathbed, those who gather around,

O, may,

O, say,

"Shoo!"

"Get back!"

That's in the Tao.

If one is rat's liver?

O, okay. So be it then.

The Tao teaches what is true & marvelous.

What we witness is a great change. Achoo!

The only Way for me to 'shoo' is to turn off.

You may be material for a presentational cannondate with sum-body?

Yow arse a true patriot.

Or, an American tin-can?

I tease you.

No eat pretzels.

There was some speculation that you stopped off to visit the local zoo.

I feared you would lose if you entered a stare-down contest with a baboon.

Forgive me, mea culpa.

Welcome back, and I'll shoo/hush.

In rural America the term "A squeeze shoot!" means something?

Yes? What?

It means if you are trying to catch a wild untamed mutt-dog who chases a milk cow, the jittery moo-cow will still run but, the FICA-flopping scared bovine will still need a good veto?

What's that? a veto? Who knows. I'm no lawyer.

O, it means in good-common-peoples natural rural-lingo-jive,

the 'varmit' in question may need a legal healthy (deforming) attention and a serious healthy vet worming...serious. I am not cussing. Chute. Corner these bad beast at the corn-crib. Yes.

Fix the bad nasty rascals.

They are full of bad bunk!

The bad GOP 'critters' feed,

a better world 'pure' deadly,

GOP-goop-nasty killer-verbal-poison.

One of those 'prestigious' Supreme Court Judges can HELP?

you know ~~ the so-called-scholars may need to, bequeath...

O, and very fast. Immediately!

A good law school dictionary?

a laminated unimpaired copy,

of the checks & balance system,

A Good Copy: Peruse it right now?

Oh, a United States Constitution?

Oh, it sure will not hurt anybody!

Sheik!

It's Thursday the 7th! It's a jam.

The Supreme Court wears flip-flops?

I mean no harm?

I mean they (The Supreme Court Singers) seem

to only wear them 'ole pink-dung-flops,

under their black Supreme Court fancy,

clean-white-kitchen-apron-robes, ah-huh?

O, tsk, O tusk. so sad. so sad. so sad.

jeez?

If they (goop's) would just brush their teeth?

I hear them 'speak' in scared hyperventilate!

O, maybe try to be as nice as a dying Baghdad,

bombed-baby-victim?

O, and cursing pro-kill Gaby's gop-murder-folk?

O, R.P. will still boast he can catch a rabbit with a stick and a tin tub,

and cook it for supper,

a hopping bunny to eat?

If they knock, knock, knock here,

I say, look into the senryu writ,

A dog pound accumulate the eh-s*it!

O, sit down and relax. O, go to farm.

O, cia? thunk? shut-off. yow? conk.

Ex post facto? I'll 3-rd what you say?

You uncle Dudley? My 'gadget' shuts down? why? who cares?

Breaking news?

*A depressed congress is stopped by the Secret Service Survivalist...

The Congress critters were rumored to try something innovative and neo-new!

The Re-pugs tried to plan to burn down the White House and thank the S.S. for thwarting the evil neocon-goop-plan...

Anonymous lend us your ear? Phhheeet's a big cow-flop-goo, and a self-inner neocon-flop slop upon yer...face?

You are so instructive and the Salon readership must s*it upon louse's ear? Now, be nice.

Keep 'um sharing the stimulating thoughts.

I know I sure learn so darn-damn much from you.