Dinosaurman Wants Out Of Cooler

A note delivered to Huckleberries from a jailer in charge of Dinosaurman’s cell block in the cooler: “Now that the election is over, I heard rumors that Phaedrus and Darth Maul were released from their holding cells.  How much longer must I endure my captivity?  It’s cold in here, the food stinks, and my head is woozy from the music selection.  Phaedrus insisted on only the Bee Gees and the B-52s while Darth Maul preferred the stormtrooper march.  I’ve heard rumors that spring is finally here!  Shall I remain here forever?  I know somewhere on your blog, there must be someone that misses me, even if it’s just to make fun of me. …  I’m lonely, tired, and have run outta toilet paper.  What do I need to do to out?  Looking about my cell, there are some rusted lug nuts from a ‘74 Pinto and a broken dog collar I can offer up as bail.  Not much, but hey these lug nuts gotta be collectors items by now.”

DFO: Call me a softie, but I’m in a benevolent mood now that common sense has prevailed in most North Idaho GOPrimary elections. I let Phaedrus out a few minutes before midnight last night. Darth Maul escaped. So what they hey. It’s time to welcome back Dinosaurman. Who may or may not have slit his wrists as word got back to him that sheriff’s candidate John Green and prosecutor candidate Donald Gary and Rep. Phil Hart failed in their quest to claim the one ring that rules all from us Hobbits.