[The Deer Leader doesn’t beg--why should he, when he invented electricity, swing dancing and gravity--but his ghostwriter does.
If I’ve made you laugh, giggle, chuckle or chortle, and if you can spare a sawbuck, please paypal, credit card or snailmail me some love. Because I’m in dire straits. (Not the ‘80s rock band, the financial kind.)
Donate today to prevent your neighborhood from being turned into a sea of flames.]