After an unexpectedly brief tour of the countryside,

After an unexpectedly brief tour of the countryside, Leighton Milford docked his aeroskiff with a grimace of dismay in the stellarium above 19 Sutton Mews. His terrified passenger,

one Rockford Charleston III, declared henceforth that aeroskiffs were an insufferable abomination and that he shan't darken Mr. Milford's doorstep again. Leighton chuckled.

The Resident's Association had gone too far this time. Leighton examined the grainy lithograph Mr Milford had taken. The doorstep in the lithograph was the gerontocomian in Berkshi

macaque. All those rumours about Warren Beattie, macaque murderer, were true! No wonder Shirley MacLaine was the way she was. Leighton pulled out his notepad & licked his pencil.

Shirley MacLaine looked at her brother, Warren Beattie, before saying to Leighton, "Maybe you and that pencil should get a room, Doctor." Leighton sat up straighter as if surprised

to be referred to as 'Doctor'. His previous job had been a dishwasher at Bob's Big Boy and he wasn't over the transition. Shirley and Warren had wondered about his red hands.

So they made him red surgical gloves to wear everywhere he went. Perhaps then he could better disguise the blood he spilt as he performed his.. 'operations.'

Dr. Sardonicus and his twelve infamous dreams were present as witnesses lest the patient perish from oblivion. Dr. Hgshkddgjjy was also present to record the occasion on video for

all the seeing-impaired elderly at the TDRH--Twelve Dreams Retirement Home. It was a Spirited crowd. . .Mr. Skin would have been proud.