It's Monday and that means more advice from Mini Mayor's soulmate, Mel Gibson.
Jacques, hey man, I know you're like me, bro. I love beavers. Beavers I can control. Using my subconscious voices from deep within me. Think of this beaver like your new Lamar. But unlike Lamar, this beaver has a mind of its own. Scary. Evil beaver. Who needs Ken Luneau? You could bring this thing to your next briefing and it could answer questions for you. Bet you get some crazy looks with that one. Bret McCormick might crap hisself. Then Carty could clean him up and write about what an important staff member the beaver is. The To-To won't tell anybody the beaver is a hand puppet. Have the To-To said anything about Ken yet? Nobody the wiser bro. You could make this thing your attack beaver (no offense to Kay). The next time Herbert Dixon crossed you, he'd have to fight with the beaver. The next time you and Ro Jo get into it, the attack beaver could sit between you and Ro Jo. Then you wouldn't have to be scared of Ro Jo. You wouldn't look like a little b**** like last week because the beaver is there to protect you. That attack beaver could debate Ro Jo. Hell, a single cell amoeba could debate Ro Jo and win.
