Hi-di- ho, Carol. This is one of the rotten old turnips you threw out o in the garden last summer. Jesus-fuckin-Christ is it ever chilly back out here ! Hey, yeah, so me and the rest of the garden wanted to ask you if tp you would mind not com -in' out here every night, run -ning around butt naked like that -t. By all rights ee we don't deserve -ve to be tormented like that.