I have a feeling that this is one of those times where the headline kind of tells the whole story.
But in case you did not read the headline, here is the story: bil keane, who got his car stuck in the mud some time ago and from who i won quite a pot at poker, but then he left w/o ponying up, he has now sent me a check for what he owes. i will admit that i have ccalled mr. keane a deadbeat, but i am not so small that i will not admit when i have been mistaken, and this is one of those time. So from my little mt top i hereby declare that bil keane the author of the family circus is NOT a deadbeat and he pays his debts like any straight shooter.
However, when i went to get the check i did discover that my mailbox, which is in a vernal area which means it is always warm there, was full of salamanders. And not the little salamanders. I mean the great big ones. I think they have eat of the mouse that had been living in there. Now, i like a salamander as well as the next fellow. But there does come a point where enough is enough. I pretty near had to get me a shovel and dig my way thru them salamanders to get to that Bil keane's check. Now, some folks say snakes is slimy, but they are wrong. Salamandars is slimier than snakes, and they taste way worse than any old snake, too. I cannot recommend that if you have salamandars in yr mailbox that you cook them up b/c you will sorely regret it, I can tell you that.