Coming Right Along

Some of you may miss it, but Raggedy has commented on the Fuzzy Wuzzy Was a Dog post, just below. She says she will be back soon. Then you will no longer have to deal with me (Hosstail Soup).

I have really enjoyed my time here. No really bad odors, and pleasant viewing all around.

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It was a hot day in Minnesota. Helga hung out the wash to dry, put a roast in the oven, and then went downtown to pick up some dry cleaning.

"Gootness, it's hotter dan hell today," she mused to herself as she walked down Main Street. She passed a tavern and thought, "Vy nodt?"

She walked in and took a seat at the bar. The bartender asked her what she would like to drink.

"Ya know," Helga said, "is is zo hot, I tink I'll have myself a cold beer."

"Anheuser Busch?" asked the bartender.

Helga blushed and replied, "Vell fine, tanks, und how's yur wiener?"

Fuzzy Wuzzy Was a Dog

Dear Raggedy:

This little doggie represents all of your loyal readers and friends. You see how the tail wags? That's because he loves you. And ain't he just adorable?

What he is wondering is: How the hell are you???

Peace,

Hoss and Other People