Reply #15: After a tearful reunion

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the sibs put their heads together. Under the stars twinkling like the neon glow from the hotel sign, she whispered. Those folks Georgie and X...what-ever-her-name-was - they were offed - no act of a higher power. The H. Angel was sent out to do the job, but those bullets...he didn't count on them bouncing back along with the recoil. You see, all them damn bumper stickers destined for the convention crowd were gonna be sprinkled into the harbor like so many tea bags and at the stroke of midnight, all the smokers were gonna flick their Bics to illuminate the truth. Something that MUST NOT happen!

Well, SaveABug thought on that awhile and came to the conclusion that some things were indeed better left unsolved and much better spun out in years to come as an Urban Legend on the Internet. SaveABug thanked EatABug for supplying the information that would put his soal at rest. He'd look for a new job tomorrow - maybe as a bouncer, mixing it up nitely with the entertainers of fortune. Yes, he'd be far better off letting sleeping EatABugs lie. He filled the tub and settled into the steam for a good lobster bath before cashing it in for the night. Chapter 2?

NITE ALL!