When we got to the Ale And Shovel Inn, I ordered Low Brow beer, bratworst, and dour kraut all around.
I plugged a nickel in the jutebox to hear Sunset John La Prairie’s new home wrecker’s ballad: “Rafter, Your Gone”.
Jitters said the eerie moan we heard last night wasn’t one of the ones that have been coming from the Longview Cemetery, it was from the lycanthrope, Claud Marx, being held at bay by a pack of nymphs.
“The Blue Ferry found him this morning, fur gone and floating in the water.
They brought him to the Abandon Hope Hospital “, said Jitters ,” a wolf in ship’s clothing.”