Eyup, batschit crazy. Phone call probably goes:

Larry: Hey is the Sheriff there? I wanna report people stepping on my vagina.

Deputy: No(quietly-shut up guys, it's that loon Larry again)

Larry: Well, when he gets back let him know I need to fill out a report.

Deputy: Sure Larry(quietly to the other deputies; Guys, get the crayons and coloring books out, Larry is on his way) When will we see you, and please, don't bring down the reams of paper you printed.


Back in the heartland, Thank God!