Great Swampi Marcus 4

Marcus:  Hairy ohm to all.  I have returned -

Cyndi:  Stop right there!  Before you return, what's a hairy ohm?

Marcus:  That's Yam Aunty's greeting.   I just thought I'd borrow it today.

Cyndi:  And why would she be talking about a hairy unit of electrical resistance?

Marcus:  I have no idea, but everyone nods and smiles when she says it.

Cyndi:  Wait!  Wait!  I'm looking through her emails now.  It's not "hairy ohm".  It's "Hari om".

Marcus:  Oh, well, I was close.

Cyndi:  You weren't even close.

Marcus:  I am never wrong.  Except perhaps -  Never mind.  Frankie and Ernie asked me a very important question --  

"OH GRRRRREAAT Swampi... can you do anythingy to get this Horrid Snow Storm STELLA to stay FAR From our place? We are supposed to get 6 to 9 Inches of "IT" and we don't Want it." 

I have great news for you, Frankie and Ernie, I see that after only three long days of blowing snow and drifts, Stella will move on and will only leave you with about 7" of snow.  

Cyndi:  You call that good news?  Hold on!  You're cheating.  You got that information off of their mom's emails to Jan.

Marcus:  I said I see.  I didn't say where. And now to answer a question from our friend Loulou.

"Could you please tell me where you get those adorable turbans you wear...tres chic."

Of course.  This particular turban is one of a kind and was handmade in the magical land of stellaroselong. Despite comments about resembling a giraffe,

 when I first donned it, something magical happened.  I became The Great Swampi.

Cyndi:  I'm starting to wonder if Stella slipped a bottle of Wild Turkey in the box with it.

Marcus:  My newfound persona does not depend on intoxicants.  I possess a clear head, keen eyesight, and perfect hearing.

Cyndi:  I guess a sound mind is the only thing missing.

Marcus:  What did you say?

Cyndi:  Nothing important.