I came home from Phoenix yesterday to find Ajax in pieces. It seems the dogs had their way with him and chewed him to a pile of gnawed bones. Wifey was watching her soaps and didn’t hear or see a thing. Likely story – she never did like Ajax to begin with.
I went to the hospital and I found him wired back together again hanging in a display cabinet. Seems they are going to use him for a teaching tool now because he couldn’t pay his bill. Oh, well…it was nice while it lasted. I have to find another ghost writer now.
I’m thinking about using Flame now to ghost write, but he always manages to burn stuff up when he is around!
I’m just saying,