Seems every body in Lake WhaddyathinkImean wants ta be the next Vincentie Van Go or Pablum Pikasso, don'tcha know. Why even Twindle Mumbly tried moldin one of his prize taxidermy bunnies inta a potato chip bowl.
Now Vilma Yuccch has taken to tie-dyin' sleeves. Just sleeves. All kinds o wild lines and circles in shockin' pinks and greens, blues and golds swirlin', twistin'. She figures folks'll be able to wear their short sleeve shirts all winter long. You just stick on the sleeves and feel yer temperture rise.
Why you kin even interchange 'em. Put one dezined sleeve on one side, another on t'other.
Problem is...Vilma was xperimentin with great big vats of glow-in-the-dark colors and leaned straight over a shocking pink tub, lost her footing on the wooden step stool Officer Stanley Penelope McBottom built fer her, and fell head over bottom inta her new pink skin. Now you kin see Vilma from miles away...at NIGHT!
The good newz is...Bogart got it all on his digi-cam, put it up on YouTube and Vilma's tie-dyed-and-gone-to-heaven-glow-in-the-dark sleeves are sellin like hotcakes.
See? You kin never tell. What looks like a big 'ol nightmare just could turn out to be yer biggest blessing.
Nightie night. Maybelle