Talk of the Town: Have no concerns. When I stop time, I’ll make sure you’re not on the roof of your car fending off goats.
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Mark LaFlamme: Does that balloon remind you of the mayor’s hair?
Talk of the Town: Sorry, I don’t have time for your woes, I’m on my way to Cumberland Farms for some Irene time.
Mark LaFlamme: Do culottes make my column look big?
Talk of the Town: But if I did wear culottes, would I wear knee socks with those or leggings? It’s so complicated.
Mark LaFlamme: Various body parts for Mother’s Day
Celebrate like Braveheart. Screech like a baby. And kisses for Mom. We get to the bottom of it!
Mark LaFlamme: Please don’t scream at, curse at or generally mistreat employees serving up soft serve
Talk of the Town: Screaming at the teenager getting your raspberry streusel, and other joys of spring.
Mark LaFlamme: Ice cream wars, kite tragedies and free money
Talk of the Town: There’s a lot of wind blowing around these parts, a lot of wind. And whatnot…
Mark LaFlamme: What’s in YOUR junk pile?
Talk of the Town: Ah spring, when a young man’s fancy lightly turns to screaming at snowbanks.
Mark LaFlamme: I think I might have been raptured, but in the wrong direction
Talk of the Town: Don’t bother me, can’t you see I’m planning for my next TOTALITY!
Mark LaFlamme: Pestilence, toilet tech and rotting boots: Your guide to the End of Days
Talk of the Town: Please donate to my political action committee in support of my candidate, Cocky Cockroach.
Mark LaFlamme: How many Mark LaFlammes does it take to write a column?
Talk of the Town: No joke. There’s another writer by the same name who probably will change it when he reads this column.