Those 70ish Girls

Hello Murdo Girl fans. We have a situation. One that has recently come to my attention. It seems that when I make personalities relatively famous in a series such as:  The Presidential campaign, The Brick House, Connie’s Story, and even Dakota’s story, there is a big letdown when, as all good things do, it comes to an end and fame and fortune no longer seek them out. So being the helpful and “get er done” person I am, I have decided to open an employment agency to specifically help all of the somewhat talented people, animals, queens, and cars affected. I will publish my interviews as we work through the issues we face.

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Murdo Girl to Lav: Please send in our first desperate unemployed blog star please.

 

Lav: 10-4 MG..here comes the cheese-head

Unemployed blog star who shall remain nameless: I was the Town Crier for the Next Pres and I can’t find a job anywhere in the blog world now. For crying out loud, I am good at what I do!!

MG: I believe you…that is a real tear jerker…let me take a look at the current positions available. Hmm..have you ever considered losing the cheese-head? There just aren’t any jobs available for town criers with a cheese-head.

TC: The cheese-head is my very identity. Don’t you have a position that would include crackers or some other complimentary Crudités?

MG: Crudiwhat? There is no need to be Crudanything…I am here to help you. Please fill out the employment history and we will do our best to find you a cheesy job.

Next Client walks in on all fours.

Arf: I am Soo’-TAH..I am hounded by reporters and others who bark up the wrong tree. As soon as the word gets out that I am available, you will be inundated with offers, so I have come with a list of commands.

MG: Do you mean demands?

Arf: No…I mean commands. If you are to represent me, you are going to have to learn to speak my language.

MG: Speak?

Arf: BARK!! oh, sorry. For a moment I reverted back to my pre Soo’-TAH self when I had to do things like sit, shake hands, and the absolute worst…roll over.

1. My next acting job must include River time…I love the River. 
   

   

   

   

2. I want real bones…none of those Milk Bone things, especially the ones that are multi-colored. The dye they use causes my ears to itch. I might even consider endorsing a dog food. I really enjoy Rachael Ray. She makes Nutrish. Have her dog people call my dog people.

MG: Anything else?

Arf: I can only count to two, but there is one other thing…Have you met Amber? She is my handler. She had to clean the barn today, or she would have handled this.

MG: Thank you Arf Soo’-TAH, I want you to stay by your phone, because I will call you…Shall I say, “Heeere Arf? or Heeeere Soo’-TAH?

Arf: One more thing…No large cats!

MG: Lav…how many are waiting? I have a serious eye-twitch going on here.

Lav: You’re good MG. Almost everyone left, but they said they would be back tomorrow.

MG: Almost everybody?

Lav: The Queen is still here. I’ll send her in.

MG: Hi your Highness. Long time no see. My invite to your 91st birthday bash must have gotten lost in the mail.

Queen E : Well, I stood on that crowded Buckingham Palace Balcony for the last time MG. Those kids drove me nuts. Everybody keeps looking up at the sky. I have never figured out what they’re all looking at. I just can’t get into it anymore. Royalty just ain’t what it used to be. Get me a job pleeeze! How about a new blog…The adventures of Queen E and Soo’-TEE! I could knight him.

 

I got a call from Pearl today, but Pearl the dog just doesn’t work for me.