911: Lips on Fire —- Picture It and Write

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911: Lips on Fire

Somebody called the Fire Department?
Yeah, Chief.
Hot lips Hooligan? Is that you?
Yeah, Chief McCarthy. It’s me.
Where’s the fire?
Where do you think it is Chief?
Listen, Hot Lips, I’m not in the mood for games.
Games, you? Oh no, I know you’re deadly serious.
So where’s the fire, sugar?
Right here, McCarthy.  Can’t you see the smoke coming from my lips?
And you’ll be needing me to put it out?
As always, Chief. Time to kiss my Blarney Lips.

A Little Background on McCarthy
McCarthy (Mac Carthaigh) “loving person” This sept is most prevalent in County Cork. The famous Blarney Castle was built by the McCarthys. Cormac McCarthy lived in the castle at the time he was avoiding submission to Queen Elizabeth’s rule. He did so by writing evasive answers to her letters demanding he submit. Thus began the legend of “kissing the Blarney Stone”. Doing so would endow a person with the gift of evasive and eloquent speech. From The Irish Path (http://www.the-irish-path.com/irish-last-names.html)

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