Story Go Round 02/12/2002, round 2, #4


Angus harked to the bells tolling not for his dung. Two moist cowpies glistened in the morning dew , so they were called 'dew-doo'. One of them came when called. So well-behaved the local wags marveled at such disciplined shit - excuse the o ther pile, for it had had a long night. The party lasted till dawn, leaving with the booze, called out "buy these fritters" and many did. Only dawn follows dusk and time fritters away like a potato pancake, so it goes. Meanwhile, the bells finished tolling.

Meanwhile, our two moist heroes sheltered fugitives from the law, who kept cops at bay until their air gave out.

Amber is purple; John is pink; Alan is blue; Terry is orange; Eileen is green