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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 ain’t to say Old Meltdown didn’t kick himself up some dust from time to time, nor’s it to indicate there weren’t 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 you’re standin’ on, on down there through the center of town. Wouldn’t be much to note, as such, ‘cept he weren’t wearing but a stitch of modesty on the bareness of his hindquarters. And so the long and short of it is that Tapers Bend’s been a wet town ever since, after a fashion.

Date Written: July 27, 2003
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4

07/28/2003 Will Disney (4): i'll give it four stars but i'm not sure i understand this one.
04/24/2004 TheBuyer (4): insead the head voice made me lagh out loud.
11/17/2004 TREE (4): this is very nice. I laughed all the way...twice