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Post by Park Sung Jetson on Jul 2, 2023 0:03:59 GMT
"Two weeks," the guy said. "What!?" I asked incredulously. "I said I can have it done in two weeks." "Well, I say two days! How about that, Mr. Taxidermist man?" The guy tugged at the leather apron he wore and stared at me. I could see he thought he was a tough cookie, and probably stood in need of an Attitude Adjustment. I happen to be in the Attitude Adjusting business, and I pulled out my switchblade comb and assumed a stance. Flick. "Listen bub," told him, combing the Brylcreem through my luxurious locks. "Look, one thing you should know about me is that I got zero time for no monkeyshines. Now I shot this bear fair and square--" I paused for a second, cuz that accidental rhyming threw me off and made it sound like I'm some kinda Nancy man. "Anyway, ain't nobody lays no boogie-woogie on the King of rock n roll, boss. Get me?" The guy looked real thoughtful and said he thought he could do it in two days after all. Yeah, that's what I thought, Creampuff! Two days later he delivers the mount to me. He used steel ball bearings for the eyes. What a pisser. People don't got no pride in workmanship no more.
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Post by Jack Woodd on Jul 6, 2023 11:29:32 GMT
Well, I'm glad you finally got your bear. Your story has a happy ending.
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