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The Swamp Camel has managed to land several guest advice
columnists' input in this debut of the Camel's Advice Department.
Dear
Neo,
Lately, there have been an
abundance of squirrels running around my backyard. Sure, even I enjoy
the occasional squirrel, but they've been throwing parties at odd
hours of the night and leaving their trash for me to clean up. What
should I do? ---Raymond
Dear Raymond,
What should you use?
Guns. Lots of guns. --Neo
Dear
Gandalf,
I have a hobbit
friend, and every time I go to his house, all he ever does is talk
about the weather and eat cheese, drink tea and ale, and smoke his
pipe. I keep telling him there's more to life than that, but he says
he's perfectly content to sit around eating ten times a day. How can I
convince him to become more adventurous and have some real fun?
--A concerned Dwarf
Dear Dwarf,
It's simple.
Drug his tea, drag him out into the deepest part of the woods, and
make him find his own way home. It works three out of ten times.
It's the only method prefered by nine out of ten wizards. He'll
come home (hopefully) a much more adventurous hobbit ready to take on
any challenge. If that doesn't work, you can always resort to
cracking the glasses and chipping the plates. At least, that's what
Bilbo Baggins hates. --Gandalf
Dear Will,
My brother has been
acting strange lately. I think he's going through a mid-life
crisis. He just hit his fifteenth birthday. All he ever does is
walk around saying things like, 'All the world's a stage, and all the
men and women merely players,' and 'I wasted time and now time doth
waste me.' It's silly, though this be madness, yet there is
method in't. What should I do to cheer him out of this deep
melancholy? --Ophie
Dear Ophie,
True is it that we
have seen better days, but I think your brother can be cured. I would
dearly love to talk to him. He has good material. I think
we should arrange a meeting between the two of us so that I can jot
down some notes on his... condition. --Will
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