"She says . . . El Nino . . .changed . . . currents . . . salmon...
moved ...out."

That was last year.

It's nice to have good friends, loser.

Excuse me while I have this delightful young girl place another bite of freshly-caught salmon in my jaws.

Thank you, dear.

No, we'll do that later again. You can rest for a while, honey.

Now, where was I? Oh, yea, writing to a loser.

Excuse me again_ _

No, honey, I don't have loser friends. this one is a special case. Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

"She says . . . El Nino . . .changed . . . currents . . . salmon...
moved ...out."

yes, yes, yes.

"Meester Keeler. Why not do you geeb me a salmon?!!!"

(Caused by another salmon being put in my mouth.)

Love
Richard

PS. yes now we can go again my little pretty.