For most of my life, I’ve been accused of being too serious. Accused that I have a sense of humor so dry it could make New Orleans arid. Told that, in fact, I’m not funny at all.
Every so often, I see truth in these assertions–especially when Dr. and Mrs. Eek get fan mail:
Hi Folks!
What a neat web site you have! I just knew there were some not-so-straight-
laced-bible-belters who lived among us here in the valley. And I’ve lived
here most of my life and didn’t know about the coal gasification plant!I live down at Prairie Creek. I’d love to meet you both sometime.
Anyway, kudos on the web site,
(Name Omitted to Protect the Sarcasm-Challenged)
I mean, it’s 2001. Doesn’t everyone have a highly developed sense of irony by now?
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