Sunday, February 15, 2009
Odd Prowler Doesn't Appeal to Lawyers
The Odd Prowler left the emergency room at Metropolitan Hospital Two with his arm in a sling, but no lawyers approached him to encourage him to sue the jail for the fiasco and stampede where he was injured.
When asked if he was planning to sue, the Odd Prowler spouted off a bunch of gibberish and then was rushed off into a taxi by an obviously flustered Bill Duckton. Rain began to fall in droplets as the bold reporter jammed the microphone through the up-going window like an ice cream cone offered to a diabetic kid with just enough time for one question. The brave and good-looking reporter asked, "Congratulations on your Pluitzer Prize. And what exactly is going on here, Mr. Duckton?"
Duckton rubbed his unshaven chin and shouted unnecessarily loudly into the mic, "My car was stolen while I was in the Center of the Earth and now I have to take this taxi."
When it rains it pours.