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Meltdown Permanente crapped religious and always thought of home when he smelt a fart. His head was soft as cheese and right as stinky, but his heart was big and his mother brought him up nice and good. Now it ainít to say Old Meltdown didnít kick himself up some dust from time to time, norís it to indicate there werenít a man alive who never looked him sideways. But more or less, he was gentle folk, long on breeding, if short on wits and whatnot.
So Old Melty makes his way to town one day, right on down this road right here youíre standiní on, on down there through the center of town. Wouldnít be much to note, as such, Ďcept he werenít wearing but a stitch of modesty on the bareness of his hindquarters. And so the long and short of it is that Tapers Bendís been a wet town ever since, after a fashion.
Date Written: July 27, 2003
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4