Dear Editor:

Ooooooh, everything ITCHES.

Andy in space #91
Still in a body cast at the hospital

Dear Editor:

Can y'all keep a eye on my place while I'm on vacation? I'm headed north of Los Angeles to visit my ex-son-in-law during his trial. I'll be staying at his ranch out there, and I'm bringing the gee-tar with me. The door is unlocked. Just hang and party there like you all usually do. Thank you very much.

Elvis
Space #54

Dear Editor:

I might have known that little heathen came from a trailer park such as yours. A little girl, not even old enough to write, wrote all kinds of blasphemous things on the wall in my Sunday School classroom. I mean, the stuff she wrote about was more evil than anything I ever read in my life. It was more evil than the biographies of John Wayne Gacy and Ted Bundy combined.

What is it with you trailer park people? Why, just last month, I found a midget laying under a pew in the church, looking up women's Sunday dresses. How sick is that? When the police came and talked to the midget, they asked him for his address and there was a space number in it, which means he came from a trailer park, too. It wouldn't surprise me a bit if he came from YOUR trailer park.

Betty Beadle
Sunday School teacher

Dear Editor:

Doobie ain't the only one who got throwed out of church forever.

Jingo the circus midget
Space #99

Dear Editor:

It ain't the size of the ship, it's the motion of the ocean.

Ernie in space #83
Carrying a worn-out penis enlarger pump to the dumpster

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