MurrayBostHenson

Cub reporter learns the ropes

whoever is viewing your entry will see their name here! my silver soup spoon, my old prosthetic limb, how simply stunning to see you again! This is your favorite neighborhood reporter Murray Bost Henson. As as been reported, I've been recruited by my old elephant tusk, my little green baize card table, Arthur Dent, to do some field reporting for this wonderful guide to everything; but don’t quote me on that.

You see, I exhausted the stories on the Dolphins; you may remember "Whatever happened to the Dolphins?" and "Dolphins continuing absence". You may even have seen the very obscure column, "Whatever happened to 'Whatever happened to the Dolphins?'", it didn't have a very long run, no interest it appears. And as I have little to no interest myself in reporting the mundane, deaths, stocks, taxes and the like hold no interest to me; this guide sounded right up my alley, right in my stream.
Reporting the unreportable, got a sort of ring to it, don’t you think?

As you can see, I have yet to make an actual Guide entry, but have made fascinating correspondences with other highly qualified reporters

The latest breaking news however, my spectacular seaside views: Your old Herrringbone Tweed has won a “Badge of Incredibility”! That's right, I was the most persistant WOPper, and got this lovely trinket for all to admire

I'll check in whenever I find some more tidbits of information, something to titillate the erogenous zones of all my lovely readers, my many chumbums. It has been an inexpressible deliciousness introducing myself, and I look forward to much more, my lovely sock tops.

Murray

Farewell, oh begotten story writer from Bob. Life shall be a great deal less weird without you

*Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change*