what i am willing to do

Noticed Virgil asked me a question the other day. I been getting wood in and nursing a bad gash i got when the chain came off my saw. Whipped around but good, caught me on the leg. Nothing that hasn’t happened before, so don’t get worried on my behalf. Used to be there was a fella up the road a spell who liked to saw in the nude. I’m not joking, neither. It wasn’t some weired sex thing, neither. It was just what he liked to do. Cut himself bad once, and not where you’d think. Anyway, Virgil asked me what I thought of his eating his homemade green mt oysters and how they always make him toot out his butt trumpet. Well, I told him what I thought, and I have to say that it got me thinking about what kind of future i might have as an advice collumnist. Which I am willing to do, and for free. So you can send me your questions, and I will answer them. Every single one. On every single topic under the sun. I’m not going to pretend to be the smartest lightbulb in the lighbulb factory,but I know a thing or two about a thing or two. Sincerely, Frank Dodge.