Friday, January 1, 2016

7648. IRATE

Shattering the palm tree record, that was no 
big deal. I rate far better than that. What made
me mad, however, was the rumor that I was a
swell guy. How that got started, I don't know.
I walked Beachcomber Haven, just looking for
work  -  me and my dog named Flynn. When
the waters rose over the jetty, I knew we were
in for some sort of trouble. 'Get ready,' 
to Flynn, I said, 'get ready.'

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