A Very Important Letter........

I've got no heavy work, so it's no use!! But thanks so very much for the nice thought!!

KBoy confessed to me that he would really like to be Hanne's little boy, he could do all of the heavy work

Oh YOU want so too? Why? There're no asses to kick here really!!!

Can I belong to you, Mrs.Pipe?.................

Poor fellow, he just wants to BELONG to somebody!!

Hellooo, Juneee!........Can we come round for tea?..........MasterHenry's playing truant today...........

KBoy tends to adopt himself to anybody who is being unwary at the time

Kaleidoboy is adopted.....sort of........while Henry is of Bugosi blood............

Amen!!! ..... but they ARE not brothers??

well K boy is easily led but there is no badness in him, just a bit silly sometimes

Juneee........Master Henry is like a little-big brother to Kaleidoboy........I'm never too sure which one is leading the other astray.........

how does the little darling get on with Kaleido boy? Hope there is no jealousy between them

Well, I bet it will still get MasterBates, er, I mean, MasterHenry, all hot and bothered.

Mr.Squirtz.......in answer to your very interesting question - No!.........(I hope that helps).........

Lela you're the expert. Does this have anything to do with how tadpoles get made?

www.jigidi.com/puzzle.php?id=D1LP9UUZ

Ignore him, Hanne-not-with-pipe.....he shouldn't be smoking......
Surreal-pigeon.......the chocolates were sufficient, thank you very much..........

For what, young man??

Surreal_Lady..........Are you a painted pigeon?........You certainly look (and sound) like one!.......Hee-Hee!
Danish-Lady.......Uncle Lela tells me you have a pipe......can I borrow it?

Heidi, you are a genius!! Lela, you should listen really!! - IF you wan.......UPS!!

Lela.... I have an easy solution to get you back in Mrs. B's presence.... TAKE A BATH!!! With good, strong soap.

Junee....I'll buy you chocolates. I'll even let you spank me with my cane...Heh heh heh!

Nah--just get the chocolates yourself, Junee, and avoid the useless (middle)man.....

maybe if I got a man and got cross with him would I get chocolates? Is it worth it?

Whoops! I mean "baloney!"

Oh my, what compassion, what empathy, how you touch a person's soul and feel his inner cries for acceptance. WHAT B*LLSH*T!!!

Now, now, patsquire. Feel sorry for the little M. Bater.... er... Henry. He has enough problems in life just being a Bugosi. Remember... everybody wants to assassinate him. And he has the biggest crowd of losers, freaks and weirdos the world has ever seen for relatives. In other words, the little schmuck is doomed.

That new guy looks like more of a Bater than a Henry.

HMPH!......
As I have already stated, the mail WAS delivered.....just not quite exactly, precisely, in the right place.....
Now, Hanne.....Please do try and pay attention!........Mrs.B's double ran away, and I was reunited with the real Mrs.B......then I slept in the onion cart.......then Mrs.B wouldn't let me in the house.......then I bought her a box of chocolates......OH! I forgot to mention that!.....My apologies, hee-hee!.........and WELL DONE, for paying attention!....

Mmmmmmmm... pomegranates.

They taste even better!

But - I don't understand..... How can Mrs. Bugosi know how you smell, when you haven't been at home? P... granates smell pretty good by the way!!

If Kaleidoboy is involved it will be nothing short of a disastrous disaster....I can't believe you would walk away so casually from your mail delivering delivery duties...you took the oath that through sleet and hail and swamps and fireflies and onions and pomegranates you would be faithful....what has happened?...

Maybe I'll send Kaleidoboy with him............on second thoughts.......

Saints preserve us!....if MasterHenry is in charge we can just kiss all our mail goodbye......

Juneee....onions and peaches.......
Tom-minus.........I shall just have to entrust his mail to my smartass nephew, MasterHenry (groan).......

If Mrs.B. has forbidden you to return does this mean that Mr.PotatoHead will never again receive any mail?....but wait....given the current slap-dash mail delivery system maybe he has never received any mail up to this point anyway......

what does she say you smell of?

Hello uncle big-ears.......I've joined jigidi!......

granny-not-munching-furniture........I thought that was you!.......
Hanne-not-smoking-in-public...........Mrs.Bugosi has forbidden me from returning, due to the smell........

So now you just have to go back again????

I am glad that the said letter has arrived at said destination.....sort of......

And in response to your comment on www.jigidi.com/created.php?id=90CDQUSM I'm the blonde on the left...............

The letter was delivered (sort of), so I have no more to do with it............

Lela, have you come any further with the letter??

Can't I imagine!!!

It was hard to sit down to a nice dinner with the door bell ringing every few minutes though.

I do understand you!! I guess you were able to make it well for him at home!!

Halloween was my Dad's Birthday. He always wanted go out to dinner and celebrate but we were afraid we would come home to the windows soaped and the bushes toilet papered.

As long as he's confused it's all right gglady!! Just relax and do what you use to!! Your John is well occupied!!

GGL it takes a special kind of woman to tell her beau, "You're marrying me on Halloween!" No wonder he's still confused!

Well, Mr. P_Sq....a Very Happy Birthday to your daughter....it will also be my 54th Wedding Anniversary....and I think John is still trying to figure if it was a Trick or a Treat.............

Ahh, Thanksgiving................but first, Halloween! My daughter's birthday!

BOBOPS, BOBOPS, bo-nana-fana bo-bick. Fee fie fo-fick - - - BOBOPS!!!

lelabug....just keep fooling yourself that that that was a peach....if that's what it takes to help you enjoy that truly luscious-looking Pom--the word never to be spoken--Granate......

I'm thankful you and the doll's personnel staff of employees have happily come to an amicable agreement...And I'm thankful the Bonga-Bonga mail service adheres rigidly to it "posties code of conduct"...And I'm thankful that the p_squirt's "funny turns" aren't contagious.....And, as it gets closer to Thanksgiving, I'll find more things to be thankful for, I'm sure..............................

My dearest Plumpy.......thank you SOOO much for the juicy peach........I squeezed the juice all over my body, and it certainly dispelled the odour of onions!......

As for concerns about the efficiency of the renowned Bonga-Bonga Postal Service (BOBOPS), I would just like to assure my gentle (and not-so-gentle, readers) that the letter was placed in a prominent position right on top of the cabbage patch, where it could easily be seen, picked up, read, and thrown away........so everything regarding delivery was done according to the rule book and Bugosiian posties code of conduct.......I am sure that it is now safely in the hands of the destinee......or in the bin.........................(as long as it didn't rain, of course).........
Also, as well, I have informed the cabbage patch doll people of the possible existence of an important letter atop said cabbages - they replied and answered at the same time, saying "No probs, Lela"..............

Lela, I just want to warn you against being picked up and used for some salad or so - I mean when somebody wants some onion you might easily be picked up too - and end up - peeled - in a nice dressing!!

what's wrong with your attire? Have you been out all night in evening dress?

OY! Get a grip, roerick! It ain't that bad! (Is it?) The little girls, and some special little boys, will get their dolls. IF THEY STEER CLEAR OF THE D.O.L.L.S. HOUSE!!!!!

They'll also have to steer clear of a steer or two near the B.A.R.F. I hope all that dodging doesn't exhaust them, so that they flag as they walk the flag path to salute the flag. Which they'd better do before an early winter storm brings such a hail of hail that they must hail a cab to get home. And I hope it isn't the Cash Cab (a New York City based quiz show) or the cab will get riddled by the hail as the passengers are riddled by the driver! And if they're taking a cab to get to their cruise ship, the driver's pay will get docked if he's late getting them to where the ship is docked. Which, if it's a riverboat, could be along a levee, although I hear the towns around here levee a pretty hefty docking tax. WHEW! I hope I don't tire from all this, as I have to change a tire before morning and I want to be sure I have the drive to drive to the CABBAGE PATCH!

Oh, Lela, not the cabbage patch!!!! That's only for doll delivery--and they are celebrating their big birthday this year---thirty or so or something. Letters go in mail boxes and PD has produced many bright and colorful mailboxes over the years for mail that you've taken advantage of in the past or so or something. Please go back and retrieve that letter otherwise the doll delivery people will be confused and the dollies will not protrude out of the cabbages like they are inclined to do and then the little girls of the world will be sad and sooooooo disappointed!!!!

LelaB, when next you deliver mail in the outer-outer - lower Bonga-Bonga....
Please scout around to see if they have pools to dip the Veggies in...Sounds like a great place for a picnic :^)

I too, also and as well feel that Bonga-Bonga mail delivery is not to be counted on....I had a letter ready to go....with proper postage on the back....to dear Adonisette to find out how the little rugrats were doing....but now I am sending my letter by carrier pigeon....

Sooo........Mr.Potato-Head's 'important' letter has been thrown into the cabbage patch instead of being properly delivered....I think the Bugosiland mail service leaves a great deal to be desired....

Oh, Heaven! Heaven! Thank you Plummy! A picture that will truly Provoke One Mighty Excited Gasp, Rendering A Nuanced, Awesomely Touching Experience.

Sorry. My copy and paste missed a little something. This should work:

http://www.jigidi.com/created.php?id=3NJCMH4X

Sorry plummy, but that link doesn't lead anywhere. You need one with numbers and letters at the end, after an equal sign. =

Mr.Le-Squirt........I fear you are having one of your "funny turns"........why don't you lie down for a bit?......
And here is a true story, just for you:- Paddy's racing snail is not winning races anymore. So he decided to take its shell off to reduce its weight and make him more aerodynamic.......... It didn't work; if anything it made him more sluggish...........

Whaddya mean I'm NEVER right? Wow, what a thing to say about a guy! I'm so hurt I wound my wound with a winding! How does a farm like that ever produce any produce? If a buck does what his does do, does that make him gay? Huh? Huh?

Dobbin only accompanies me on dangerous journeys.........and I did not have much fear of being attacked by vegetables, though it would of course have been possible,,,,,,,,,,,

And your red Dress ? I am shure you have to bring it back to the theater -costume -leasing -shop !

What happened to your horse??

I can't.......I'll blow away!........

Lela...please stand down wind...

Heidi-of-the-surreal-painted-pigeon...........The pee-squirt is NEVER right.........and, as I said, I was feeling full-up and drowsy......a postman's lot is not always a happy one......

Yes, pd-whateveritis-itis.......I could have taken the afternoon off - and I'd be smelling a lot better.............

Whadya know!!! The pee squirt was right! If this is your idea of special handling for the mail, no wonder you live in fear of assassination!!!

Oh, dear, if only I hadn't denied you access to my borders-looking-like-mailbox puzzle, you wouldn't have had this terrifying experience! You could have just dropped the letter in, and let someone else deliver it. But then we wouldn't have been able to enjoy reading about your adventure, so all's well that ends well--even in an onion cart........

Yes, Mr.Christmas-Carroll-summoned-by-aliens.......I suppose it's quite a common occurrence.............