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THE SHAGGY SAGA OF SEA CZAR CITY,VOL. 7, PAGE 11

In the car, Hitch kept muttering: ” Your next, your nix!”

Slowly on into Drunken, the whole sorted tale got told.

I heard how the expedition following The Red Key Strolls, an Amnesia hiking map, got held up by Captain Belay Pins, the buccaneer. even before they were able to leave Torntoga.

I heard how they had to leave half their supplies in Tatter’s, owner of the Sword Loser, the pirate pawnshop, just to get enough double loons to carry on.

Hitch told me about hiring Scurvy Guy DeReef, the pirate guild and how DeReef stole most of their food not long after crossing over the seventh vale.

Hitch Ike kept babbling about brooks of gum powder, where some crew members developed musket toes, about the fur flies and the giant three toed moths.

Then just when they were about to give out from thrust, they came upon the Fountain Of Truth, only to try and kill each other after the first sip.

He told me how they lived on cloves and wishes until they were attacked by a tribe of corny Plod People.

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CORNY PLOD PEOPLE

 

 

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THE SHAGGY SAGA OF SEA CZAR CITY, VOL. 7, PAGE 2

I  cracked open the paperback.

“Chapter 1, The Case Of The Salve A Door, Dolly.

When I walked through the revolting door of the Hotel Ballfour, I spied a couple punts playing catch in the lobby.

There was a maid giving French lessons to a show fur salesman by the lemonzine stand in the corner.

I figured my client, Stir Reel, was the old party staggering out of the bar with a fishy barracuda in a candy striper outfit on one arm and the phoney inventor, Macaroni, at his elbow.

I saddled up to my nurse-wild employer and snorted: ‘Its like the stockman said to the C.E.O., People know you by the company you keep.’

‘Mr. Friday?’, he asked.

‘Yes, Phillip Friday.’

‘The Gasman?’

‘Yes’ I belched.

Then I told him we should go.

‘Every lobby has chairs’ I said “but these chairs have more than their quota of bums.'”

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THE BIG CREEP

 

 

 

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Sea Czar City: From Here To Infirmary, Page 38

I yelled “FIRE!”

(fear does that to me sometimes.)

Rascal turned his head just long enough for me to elect him chairman with mine.

Scoop let Zippo burp in  the face of danger, which set the curtains alight.

Scoop with the boy and I and the waiter Old Darrel Lick beat a hasty  pudding out the door and into the street.

Old Darrel Lick And The Pudding

 
 

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Sea Czar City: From Here To Infirmary, Page 37

Rascal pulled his blade and pointed it at my shirt.

“Well that tears it!”, I said.

Scoop had the boy.

Darkening the galley entrance was Woof Larson.

He looked like a fit bull at a meat and eat.

“Let loose my crew!”, cut Woof’s bark.

We five froze a cemetery moment, trying to figure out the plot.

The boy didn’t look eager to return to Pap’s vice grip.

Scoop looked like he wished he’d taken matador lessons.

Rascal looked at me as though my name was Robert and it was shiskabob time.

Larson looked like his mind was crackling and his fists were hurry canes.

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