
Originally Posted by
Uncle Eric in an e-mail to Dad
Hey there cloyd. Whaty ya theenk ahv thee mach(et) nouh?, says Scottie. He's doing all he can to make it go up captain. The dilithium crystals are burnt out. Verge stuck a hot dog in the transporter trying to hide it. (some people refer to this syndrome as a spook in the windings) Capt. Kirk has to rely on the inner-tube slingshot for any interstellar spacetravel since the crystals wigged out. ha, ha, you are the quiche eater! I knew it! Pop has you hooked on them things. I hope he has you hooked up on the shed demolision crew. Making any money in the mkt? What's your take w/ the mkt.? Is it time to get in or wait a while? What have you been up to you ol' transporter operator, n'loyd of the night, n' soiler, panther baiter, town crier, j. kerry and h.d. syncophant, b.y. hauler, keeper of the inner-tube inventory, b.w.? What have you heard on Gools? Anything on Spools? (johabba) Any blinding insights you have come up with? Talked to Hog1 or Hog2? I guess Hog2 couldn't say much more than "blub,blub,blub, blub,blub" Heard from Valch? Get ahold of the Goatman? Listen n-loyd its time to get ahsevs tuh Mahz. u.a.t.s. (u r the spooler)