And now, from the mayor's office above the boat house on the east shore of Spoon Lake.

It's garage logic, with work beyond production, Chris Reaver's director of social media, John

Heiden, the newsroom, and occasionally Kenny from the Krabby coffee shop.

Here is your flashlight king, fireworks commissioner, and keeper of common sense.

The old mayor, Joe Sushiman.

Come and sing the garage logic, send me number five.

Thank you, Garrison.

Perfect.

Do you have his last name, Keeler?

No.

Do you have his last message to us from the fair this year?

State fair, yeah, I think.

I'd love to hear that.

Then I'm going to give you a surprise.

It's another charming and gracious day here at the Great Minnesota Get Together.

I always enjoy the crowds and the proximity of bodies meshed together in humanism.

As it presents an opportunity for some casual contact, a gentle brush against a random buttock by accident,

if you catch my drift.

Can you dig it?

I knew that you could, as the kids say.

In addition to the cavalcade of things fried and things dipped in batter, there's also a cloud of melon collian,

a taste of the modland, as we bid a fond adieu to Mr. Sushire and his band of garage logic crunies.

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