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From the desk of Esther Wilberforce-Packard, typing from Minneapolis, MN
There's no crying in baseball. Correspondingly, there are no maybes in Walnut Grove. I seem to disappoint you regularly, don't I? No brain in jar, no maybes in Walnut Grove. I'm starting to disappoint myself now. I'm going to go lay in the dirt and weep. Then I'm going to go inside and make an omlette. I'd offer you some, but what if you don't like it? I can't bare the thought of disappointing you a third time.
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Where is my "maybe". I demand another option.
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There's no crying in baseball. Correspondingly, there are no maybes in Walnut Grove. I seem to disappoint you regularly, don't I? No brain in jar, no maybes in Walnut Grove. I'm starting to disappoint myself now. I'm going to go lay in the dirt and weep. Then I'm going to go inside and make an omlette. I'd offer you some, but what if you don't like it? I can't bare the thought of disappointing you a third time.
That is a very compelling maybe. Very compelling. I need to rethink my whole Walnut Grove philosophy.
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