...would if she'd spot him to a pecan log " 'cause I ain't got no small bills." Another lug tapped the petrified driver on the shoulder with his .38 and loudly said, "...
.....yeah,plus I have a hyper bladder and I'm gonna need tha bathroom too while yer all at it! Got that?!?...everyone stood there in silence annoyed at this guys proclamation...'Gee, whats this world coming too...whats this story doing taking on a mind of its own? A few moments more passed and then...
...inadvertantly rammed the barrel of the .38 directly up his nose. The distracted driver momentarilly let go of the steering wheel and the Airstream lurched over the curb. As the casket door sprung open next to the kid on the tricycle, the .38...
...glided smoothly out of the airstream. Then slowly, the casket opened...first a hand then two...then Fat Louie himself sitting bolt upright. Looking around with a dazed expression, Fat Louie asked the kid on the trike...
...dead or what?" Louie looked around and told the kid, "Only on paper, kid-o, only on paper."
Just then a squad car came squealing to a stop and Fat Louie quickly...
...as the kid ran screaming to the cops, pointing and howling, "That dead guy just stoled [sic] my bike!"
The cops meanwhile were otherwise occupied carefully examining the Airstream Funeral Coach and taking a sworn affidavit in triplicate from the cute little "widow".
As the well-armed pallbearers wandered carefully away from the scene, the kid finally...
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