...and steel arn the sobyect ob bords:

Frarm an email to the Wooman (Fabreec leebs een Marsel Bay, weeth The Wibes):


"So I discover that the mousebirds are decimating my little cauliflower plants (neatly, mind you, row by row) and I look around for the resident pest control. Fabric, the little slug, has decided to have Sunday off in her salad bowl. Isn't the tail a scream?"

Thad cad ees tired. An' famoos. Here eed ees again. Cleeck.