“My apologies, I have been busy rubbing shoulders with the great and good of this place and Turbocharged.  I almost forgot about the cursory offer I made to intern for this tabloid dross.  Initially I understood that a person of the highest ancestral wit and standing, such as myself, may garner a little interest for your rag-tag operation.  I see now that I am wrong.  Any real standing you may gain for yourselves will be for naught should you deign to employ one such as a Marleau (What’s in the cat is in the Kitten!).  The Marleau family is well renowned as being good for nothing, puck pushing, muesli eaters often found quaffing bowls of the said stuff in a mock Viking long house on the shores of Lake Ontario.”

Evilclown dramatically cleans some imperceptible muck from his fingernails and flicks it to the ground

“I would also like to add, with the recent well deserved raising of my glorious self to the bold shelf I would gladly sponsor this paper with the hope of dragging it from the gutter.  Issues will be placed in the crew lavatories for my many” *cough* “3” *cough* “members to peruse when otherwise engaged.  Who knows, other uses may be found… There is one condition however. That being if Marleau is employed by you he must personally deliver these papers to said room of convenience and whilst he is at it must don a pair of rubber gloves, toilet brush and make sure everything is spick and span.  On cold days he will be expected to warm the proverbial throne also.”

“I’ll leave it to you amateur hacks to decide – you can contact my aide Maxhardcore, I’m busy driving from place to place waving at people”.