The Democratic Republic of Congo
 

Democratic my foot.

Not too long ago I recieved a letter from a nice man in the Congo who said, among other things, that he needed some help getting his money out of the country.

Being the nice guy I am I offered to help him.

It turns out he had millions and millions of dollars to funnel through my account and I got to keep 10%. I'm a millionaire now.

Funny thing? He said he'd been trying to get people to help him but nobody would believe him.

Wealthily yours

Charlatan

anybody for belgian waffles?

How about a nice trip up the river? We can journey to our hearts content then stop at Kurtz's for Waffles.

in the dark...