look at that haint!  smug as a bug up there. not even the least bit of forbearance.  i told em, oughta paint it blue, i told em!  but ain’t nobody that listens to me nohow, and now - well i’m not one to say “i told you so.”  i suppose i should bite my tongue, just let you high-thinking folk work out this ordeal in peace and quiet. no no no, i can’t be of any assistance, you just carry on, don’t let some cornfed bumpkin be a hindrance, i’m right certain you can sort this one on your own.