Doogie Returns

Your attempt to conceal your contrition in your "Doogie Contract" essay doesn't fool Doogie. You blew it, you knew it and I am prepared to forgive you.

Blew It & Knew It

At first I was as sore as Jim McGreevey's knees.

Sore Knees

I then became as low as Garry Papa's white blood cell count.

Low White Cells

Now I see that much like Mark Hacking I may have overreacted.

Overreacted?

I now realize that I can make a difference as the big fish in that very small pond that is Hog Rock.

Small Pond

I am prepared to return at my previous salary rate, provided Macos does nothing to roil the waters. My on the money, yet unnecessary shots at Booze and that French Dick were gratuitous and for that I apologize.

Apologizes to Booze & Dick

Let us resume our astonishingly productive creative relationship.

Webmaster, you should appreciate my candor and willingness to critique Hog Rock. I am not a "yes man" like Macos, Dick or Booze, with their "yes Zip" this and "yes Zip" that. Obsequious sycophants all, whose noses are all browner than Nick Berg's underwear.

Underwear Issues?

On a more personal note, please don't let your second-fiddle status in our family effect our relationship. You would have been a star in most families, as few things are more important than strap. As a Sommers however, you will always be Garfunkel, Oates, Messina, or Terry Nichols.

Famous Second Fiddles

Take heart my brother, you will never be a McFarland.