God only knows how she would have sent them dressed to school. Pepper is Clyda’s pride and joy-and that woman has spent unholy amounts of money to make that canine look as stupid as possible. No wonder the French are so rude with dogs like that around. Pepper’s the most spoiled, orneriest French poodle you can imagine. I should explain that no one here calls Pepper by her full name except her owner, Clyda Tepper. The police were investigating the remains of Fred’s shed when Pepper Tepper’s doghouse got blown sky-high. No one was hurt, but I think his immediate neighbors were pissed that their trimmers were returned in small pieces. Early one Monday morning it popped open like a jack-in-the-box on fire-spewing trash, back issues of Playboy, and Fred’s unparalleled collection of borrowed lawn-care tools fifty feet in the air. The first local landmark to go was Fred Boolfors’s toolshed. I mean, we did need a little excitement-but no one in his right mind thought explosives were required. There wasn’t much to begin with in Mirabeau, so I was awful surprised when someone started blowing up parts of town.
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