Andy F

Rover! only I could have a girlfriend with a name like that. I thought about the meeting, but I was still in the pajamas Jaycee had put me in earlier. This was tough. I could save my ass or my face.

Time2Surrender

............I decided,if I was going to be willing to go to any lengths,I could go ahead and hit the meeting in my pajama bottoms.Besides a little more humility was just what I needed.And at least I still had my Canadian Dollar to put in the Basket.As I walked in the room,I was very surprised to see.........

Dan

... the Fuller Brush salesman, sharing about his latest products.
WTF, I thought...

Andy F

Still, it was better than some of the stuff I had heard at meetings. After the meeting I went out into the street and thought about how silly I had been to avoid Ann in her codie bus in an earlier post. Then I heard an engine growl...

Time2Surrender

.........It was Doug again,he was still looking for me.And he looked really mad.I wasnt sure what to do.Should I run? Or stand there and get my ass kicked? I decided to........

Dan

... do a cost benefit analysis of getting my ass kicked by Doug.

Ann

And again the Codie bus sped by...waving and smiling faces at each window. Having just come from a meeting they were not about to rescue anyone, so they waved and smiled and waved and smiled...and just kept going.

Time2Surrender

....I did the cost/benefit thing and decided to run.........

Andy F

after the codie bus. Stop! 'I love you' I shouted at the top of my voice.

Ann

The codies heard it and almost paused, but Obsessive Peach Nixon, the famous blues singer was driving and said....That's Andy, the blind gunman duck!!!! But it was too late...a shot rang out...

Andy F

She was almost right, except he wasn't a duck. He was however...

Ann

...blind, toting a gun and a blues singer also. As the bus sped by, he stood there waving his gun...singing...

Dan

... that's not a gun I'm waving, I said.

Andy F

...it was a decree nisi...even the codies' were getting wise.

Andy F

He said a short prayer and there was a miracle. His eyesight returned. As the codie bus sped past he lept onto the front and clung to the windshield. He looked directly at the driver. He put on his best puppy dog smile (perfected for these occasions). The driver smiled at him and...

Dan

.. jammed the breaks. I fell hard on the pavement and rolled a few times. I lay there, half conscious, bruised and battered.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the bus had stopped.
The codies were getting off the bus, one by one, carrying boxes full of a noxious substance that can only best be described as black pudding.
I got up at once, limped to the curb and...

Ann

...burped...

Andy F

At least the driver hadn't used super heavy duty codie windshield wipers on him! That would have resulted in a sulk lasting a good couple of days.

All he could think about now was the black pudding the codies had. What were they playing at? Was it a trick? Did they want to torture him? What was it for?

Ann

..looking closer he cold see that it wasn't black pudding at all, no self-respecting codie would ever eat such a thing...it was a lovely batch of fudge, baked by the world famous Canadian Blues singer Obsessive Peach Nixon, more famous for her singing than for her baking...

Fudge? She said..

Time2Surrender

...and I said yes.That sounds good.I havent eaten much in the last couple days except a ham sandwich and half of a bean burritto from Taco Bell.As I was eating a piece Doug comes walking up.....