At the Boar and Chicklet, Angelo Trotter

At the Boar and Chicklet, Angelo Trotter spoke from his fifth pint. "We're all just tips of icebergs, you know, exchanging fragments of spiderwebs." Meanwhile, at the dart-board,

Truckses Mortigams discovered that if he crossed his eyes he could will the darts to hit the bullseye. He took another pull of absinthe. Orly Chudham confided in bartender !Xabu

Blabu which was a total meat head mistake because Orly Chudham had the flappiest gums this side of the

corner shop, the one on Graham Avenue. On the other side of the shop Chudham's gum flaps were far surpassed by Mr Enrico O'Grady's who kissed the blarny stone aged 8 & hadn't stopp

ed his gob for one second since. In fact, O'Grady's pie holes were so popular there was a queue out the door, around the corner, past the intersection of Graham and Hershey, and

down Main Street. If only the people in line went a few miles south to Sidewinder, they'd see a little shop that also sell's O'Grady's pastries with that "special" secret filling.

Ohhh-ho-ho-hoooo....O'Grady's secret pastry filling was to die for. Of course, being a blood relative of the O'Grady's, I knew the secret recipe, which is why I had to hire

Nona and Squawker's eyases, including Elizabeth, to deliver the secret recipe. Elizabeth had just learned to fly so Nona gave her directions. It saved me a bundle.

Have you seen the price of pilot birds these days? 60 dollops a day plus expenses plus some charged a surcharge if it was migration season. Luckily Nona saved me that expense.

A most unusual girl, Nona could turn herself into a pilot bird, which she willingly did. Unfortunately she could not change herself back into a human. She flew out the window.