Ah crap! Here we go again . . . I just can’t seem to avoid that guy. There I was minding my own business eating a Cherry Pie thinking that Heaven isn’t too far away. Then suddenly in bursts Mr. I’m-So-Rich – Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinky Rich. So rich that …
This is the second time I’ve done this . . . written a saga story for a trick, then later wrote another one for the same trick. I did that for Miser’s Nightmare: July 2010: Miser’s Nightmare September 2010: Miser’s Nightmare too This time, I was even more bone-headed because …
Chocolate . . . wax . . . liver . . . bronto-burger . . . these are just a few of the things I’ve tasted in my travels. One day I’m being fed grapes by Weena; the next day I’m watching the moon fall apart; then suddenly I’m running …