Chapter 10
The blinding darkness overwhelmed the man. He reached for his lucky thumbnail he had attached to the inside of his ear. It was gone. The man was histarical due to the loss of his lucky charm. The only thing left for the suspect to do now was to follow the blinking football player that was calling his name. The football player was absolutely frightning. There he stood with his nine iron in hand waiting for the next round of fishing. His huge eyebrows seemed to dance as he stared the suspect down in his bowl of cottage cheese. Humiliated, the suspect gave into the
demands of the football player and joined him while he danced a jig. One wouldnt think a football player could dance in the clogs that were made of jell-o, especially in the attire the football player donned. With his racing suit colorfully decorated with the sponsors of local paper clip companies, the football player told the man to leave if he would not participate in the annual "DOG BEATING FESTIVAL". The dog beating festival was just irratating. There were thousands of dog lovers lovingly beating their neighbors dogs. "Sick." the man said to one dog lover. "What good does it do to cover the animals in baking soda?" The suspect needed answers, and he needed them quick.