Monday, August 19, 2013

Ridin' Dirty - the mouse fairs best by staying coool

As we cannonballed lime-a-rita and dro at the scrap pile, the train of dumpsters next to us began moving. A worker trod nearby, talking into a radio, "I don't know how to turn that switch," he said. The man driving the train gave him instructions, which sounded like sea lion chatter. Like a ninja tag team, Mr. Q and I sprang into Code Blue, completed an ocular sweep and inventoried our surroundings, and while we waited, taking evasive action, we finished off the lime-a-rita. Nobody knew we were there, watching from the shadows, except for a moon hiding behind mazy clouds

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