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Yeah,
Mick has the keys to our truck.
Harvey:
Our best bet is to head towards Corona. They have lots of huge sand
dunes out there.
Hoss:
Good thinking Harv. Corona is far enough away that no one would think
of looking for his body out there.
Harvey:
Nobody but us you mean. We can stop in Corona and pick
up
a couple of burgers at Burger King.
Hoss:
We better stop at Moe's Garage before we leave town. We'll have to
fill up with gas if we're driving all the way to Corona.
Harvey:
Good idea. I gotta use the washroom real bad.
Narrator:
Harvey and Hoss pull up to the gas pumps at Moe's Garage. While Moe
is busy with a customer, two of his mechanics
watch
the car pull up.
Homer:
Hey, Les. Get a load of this. One of those guys in the car looks
just like Elmer Fudd and his friend looks like Yosemite Sam.
Les:
They're wearing costumes Homer. There's a big rodeo going on in
Corona this weekend. Those two dudes are probably rodeo clowns.
Narrator:
Moe finishes up at the cash register and then walks up to
the
gas pumps. How much gas do you need boys?
Hoss:
Can you fill her up? We're driving all the way to Corona.
Moe:
For the big rodeo? I noticed your costumes. You guys must be rodeo
clowns.
Harvey:
No, we're dog catchers. We're on our way to get the keys to our
truck. Some rancher has them. We heard that some Air Force guys
buried him in the desert.
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