I had a really nice Christmas and all, but I received a strange present and I don’t know
what to do with it. It came in a box that was labeled “ Attack those Abs!” Well, at first
I thought it said “Crabs” but no— it’s a peculiar contraption with spring and hooks
and gears and a lot of heavy duty haul back line. Like I say, I don’t t know where to put it,
And I think the whole idea was my exwife’s idea.
Signed Perlexed Prawn-Picker
Dear Prawn Picker
Put your thinking cap on man! Use your head! Is there anything you can use all those
great parts for? Catapult from the woodshed? Chicken decapitator? Feline Nutterneuter?
Maybe a sling shot aimed directly at your garbage can? ( be real careful with that one)
A little something to slow down all that noisy ferry traffic past your driveway? On the
other hand, perhaps prawns would be a lot easier to pick, had you abs. Carefully read
the directions — maybe have your ex wife read them to you. If you can’t figure a good
sensible plan or get it assembled, throw it all in the wood stove.
Signed Addled-on Cortes
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