Dear Jon,

Oh, you Brits & your whacky sense of decorum! This cracked me up (like a walnut shell) but then I was too terrified to show it. It came out more like a snort with a tiny piggy oink at the end. I suppose that’s better than guffawing, so much more lady-like, & besides, wearing a sign will do me no good in this suburban ‘hood. No one will see me. We can, & do, go for weeks without seeing a neighbor, but that’s just per regular clause in our neighborhood association contract (which is longer than War & Peace, but without those pesky Russian names). But I digress.

The bottom line is, all y’all are funny!

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