Just a quick note to thank you for extinguishing the mules. Although I'm not exactly sure what a Smeangy is I can appreciate that it must have taken you a long time to milk, or squeeze, or otherwise coax-out all that fluid only to sacrifice it on a fire.
It was our first year shellacking the mules; in hindsight, we probably should have put a little more distance between the baby juggler, the 'flaming-pointy-stick' juggler, and the town's shiniest (and regretfully flammable) asses. But thanks to your quick thinking and sacrifice, the juggler was able to keep most of the babies in the air, and relatively flame free and non porous.
Good news: our surgeon general, an expert in burning mules (he studied at Harvard), assures us that the burning sensation in your lungs is not from mule smoke. Apparently the ingredients commonly used to make the festival's candy were inadvertently mixed with ingredients that should never ever be used to make candy. He recommends that you don't take any food or water "by mouth" for at least 2 weeks.
Again, our heartfelt thanks and best regards to your Smeangies and their conflagration fighting excretions.
I've reduced the fine for the breeding of Smeangies without a permit; you can hold off on submitting payment until we can find a way of separating the angry wet magistrate from the signifying monkey without killing them both.