"If this legend is true Wolfgang, we should

"If this legend is true Wolfgang, we should stop digging now. The Euphrates used to pass here at the base of the city gates of Uruk. What if Gilgamesh returns?" "Pah! Superstitious

crap." But then again, I did need to use the restroom rather badly. Maybe it wasn't crap after all. No way am I polluting the Euphrates, not after what Wolfgang did. I guess we

one snowy evening. Near a wharf in the snow. The old man on the warm had a corn cob pipe that told stories about the crazy

old man who thought his corn cob pipe could tell stories. Stories about crazy snowy wharfs, and warm old men, corn cob men. Wharf-telling stories. Crazy old evenings. He was stoned

Beyond legal limits, the police told him. He was arrested for driving while stoned. This was his first ticket, though, so he posted bail. His mum paid the bills.

And then kicked him out from her car right in front of the police department of DrugTown for being a disappointing child. "And that's the story of how I basically became homeless"

An awe came over the peopled and they awwed. "So I don't know where I will be sleep tonight & if I'll be warm but when you find my body, what is left of it, remember, I didn't sign

that contract. I was free to leave anytime I wanted. They had no recourse. If I wanted to walk away from their millions of dollars that they threw at me I could do. Scot Free.

So I walked away with my head held high. With no income I became a hobo and re-named myself Scott Free. The last laugh was mine, but it was a toothless one.