Whooee! Wuz I ever surprized this mornin' when I sent duke out to da malebox and he a cums a draggin' a letr from doze right nice folks at Greasant 'bouts r TUSH trip. It wuz a note of pollygee fur dat truble witta dang ore durin' the SS Minnow xchurchun. Well, I nevr got soo sick n all my life, when we kept a goin' around anda round n sirkels an hatta stay outs on dat boat ntill da neckst day. I do deklare, I wuz nevr so happie to sea land in all my life. Now I'm not won much for complanin' but I was bout' as nhappy as a skwril whode lost his nuts! So's I sat rite down and rote dem a 'lil note to spress my deesatifachun! Well, Thay felt soo bad that along wit da letr, thay evn nklooted a futcher sertificate wurth 10 bucks, good at any of Elmer's Bait and Tackle! Sutch a class act! Now ima happyer dan a polecat a eatin' possum!
Thanx Greasant! Yur da best!
