Little is known about the curators of the museum. They tend to be shadowy figures, who spend their time either locked in their offices or "inspecting" exit A12. (Please fill in some more boiler-plate text here, Mr. Jones, and be sure to remove this note!)

They mus surely be a whole lodda fire-code violations aroun that exit, because they surely be a mighty big amoun of inspectin goan on, Ooow-ee! Those mothas don do no kin o work anyhow, cos they too busy inspectin the fire exits. If they inspeck the baffrooms like they inspeck the fire exits, wouldna have the mofo cholera ou'break las monf. Ain that the troof!

They got it made mah man, is whudd they got. If I had me some vocation trainin, I wouldn be writin this Aitch-Tee-Emm-Ell shit. I be sittin in a office somewheres watchin other po downtrod peoples inspectin the fire exits an makin they reports to they managemen. Whoa! You wanna see downtrod peoples, jus wait until I gets the chaince to start doin some downtreadin, then you goan see downtrod.

Our head curator, Mr Eric Poad, is rarely seen around the museum. He prefers to "lead by example", or so he says, but what exactly the example is is hard to say given that no one ever sees him.

Mr Poad was born in Croydon, Surrey in the United Kingdom in the wee small hours of April 27, 1952. Little else is known of the circumstances of his birth, except that there is a tale that every clock in China stopped for forty-seven seconds at the time of his delivery.

Despite his advancing age, Mr. Poad still bowls a wicked googly, has an outstanding fastball, and could turn out your lights with one punch, sailor boy! He has also been known to give the finger to motorists.

Mr. Poad is survived by a wife, two children, two cats, and a tattoo.

Mr Poad, having an idea

Mr. Kinney demonstrates his talent

Our first chief assistant curator, Mr. Daniel Kinney is justly famous.

Largely ostracized by other staff members, Harry Covayre is our second assistant curator. Originally from the small French town of Baisemoy-en-Cort, M. Covayre has lived in Sheboygan since 1988. He is taller than most French people we've ever met, but no cleaner.

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