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seventy-six
night.
Like I said earlier, I got a little carried away. I've been having a
hard time lately. My wife left me because I wasn't making enough
money to keep the ranch going. So I got up in the morning, feeling
very sorry for myself and started drinking. Then I start getting real
lonely so I went down to Dusty's Tavern to have some company. I had
quite a few beers while I was at Dusty's. My guess is that the
alcohol clouded my judgment. When I got to the radio station I
convinced myself that I'd seen pieces of a flying saucer on my ranch.
General
Kane and Private Enns drove me back to the ranch and showed me what
really fell on my ranch. It was a weather balloon. My conscience
started to bother me so I figured I better get down to the radio
station and tell everyone the real story. I'm sorry if I upset
anyone.
Dwight:
Mick, we didn't smell alcohol on your breath when you were here
before.
Rick
Yeah, why are you sweating so much Mick?
Dwight:
I think maybe those Air Force guys put some heavy pressure on you to
change story.
Lloyd
the Barber: So do I.
Rick:
Why do you say that Lloyd?
Floyd:
I'll tell you why. I know for a fact that a flying saucer has crashed
near Roswell.
Rick:
What proof do you have Lloyd?
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