
And apparently Susan likes to discard her chewing gum and sunflower seeds into her satchel. It made for a pretty sticky situation, but I managed to survive it. I lived off the sunflower seed husks for about three days, and didn't see much sunlight.

She loved the fact that I'm such a big, strapping bell! And she loved my baratone resonance (and I loved her alto ring)! We showed each other our scars brought on by the many times we have been struck by our Presidents. Mine are most impressive!

We spent an entire meeting getting to know one another while almost a hundred Rotarians went about their meeting. Despite the large crowd, we did get to know each other pretty well. I showed her all of my Bell Tatoo's and she loved them. As you can see from the photo, that was me alright! What other bell would have Tatoo's that say "Garry Duncan" and "Phil Felde"?! I even showed her my "Tom McCauley" bell-too, but for some reason ... that kinda turned her off. When I showed her my "Bob Gross" inscription, she asked .. "Is he still alive?".

If President Dustin were smart, he'd figure out where I was and contact that club's President. He MIGHT just get on the trail towards finding me - or at the very least, chastize his peer for not snatching me from the clutches of Governor Susan, and not returning me to the club! Thank god for that!
Well, I really need to get going. I'm now with one of our club members, preparing for an exciting trip to Las Vegas! Hopefully I'll get to hang out with Lola again, and get a couple of new tatoo's! I'll try to post again before I leave. In the meantime, have a great week!
Yours in Rotary,
Dingy da Bell!
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