Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Into each life some crap must fall
Clean Air Act
Mackie, our neighborhood plumber, fights the
power company tooth and nail over foul air.
Mr Hollidez, President, toasts him sardonically
at a board meeting. Best champagne.
Then, the oddest thing. A third arm grows from
Mackey’s chest. In no time, full-sized.
“Well,” Hollidez remarks, “quite an advantage
for a plumber!”
Labels: Clean Air, mutation, plumber, pollution, Power Company
