myth that originates here when the cyber elder of the MacThoy clan
(who really does exist) flies into town with his matching team of
aerial acrobatic armadillos (all the way from Texas) and visits all
the way-too big, disobedient MacThoy children.
delivers copious amounts of little airline liquor bottles
(preferably with seal intact) wrapped in cheerful holiday colors and
promises another year of mischief and missed convictions for
felonies none of us really deserved to be accused of anyhow.
Details supplied by the
Widow Kali Mari
This story was originally
thought to be the antecedent of the
recent work by MacThoy
scholars has disproved that theory.--ed