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THE SHAGGY SAGA OF SEA CZAR CITY, VOL. 7, PAGE 31

02 Nov

First there had been the election, then the early opening of The Fair To Midland. followed by a case that looked like it wasn’t going to be brief.

There had been a couple of blowouts on my Keister which made me two tired,,

I had had it.

So I decided to  get back to “The Big Creep” in the  comfort of my after hours office.

I was just at the part where Phillip Friday was saying: “I’d been traveling her topography and was camped out on her hills when she slapped my mug hard enough to spill last year’s coffee” when the cathode tube in my brain when blank.

When programming resumed I had a hard time adjusting my vertical.

My scull was giving birth to a goose egg that was in no way golden.

In the back of my throb, I heard the Phantom Rooster squawk.

There was a lead body at my feet, laid on a bed of cheap carnival geegaws.

This was going to be The Case Of The Kitschy Sink Mirrors and I already had my first suspect.

Me.

michaellewisart

BARE SKIN, NO RUG

 
 

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