Time now for a couple of comments from The Ralph!!

I need to sell to the highest bidder to be able to afford ear reduction surgery. I will then be able to enter press conference's without being referred to as "the little elf".
Did anybody see my lunch? It is a bottle of strained peas with a side order of pre-chewed bananas. What time is my next sponge bath?

Posted by: Ralph Wilson | February 12, 2008 at 01:35 PM

As you know ah ahh uh well, the Village of Buffalo is a depressed community. The local idiots keep filling my stadium even though we have a lousy team. How can I put my faith in a Town that can't tell the difference between a good team and a bad team - they keep spending their money on the bad one - what a bunch of dopes.
Oh darn, I just sat on my keys, where are my glasses? Why can't I find my left shoe horn? Good day Buffalo, I am moving back to the thriving metropolis called Detroit.

Posted by: Ralph Wilson | February 12, 2008 at 09:12 AM