Though she tried to get lost in the 21st Annual Schneckel’s Model Airplane Aerobatics Show on vibrant display over the Old Pee River, Lady Mendl couldn’t stop thinking about her true love, Wrightless Smalls, who had just left her high and dry, and how happiness was but a deciduous fancy on her poop stain of a life. – Gladys Potter
Verbal aerobatics weren’t enough. A debate with Mayor Humperdink von Peniston (over whether to plant deciduous trees or evergreens on at the base of the new Old Pee River Footbridge) would surely require more than clever persuasions, linguistic gymnastics or lexical seductions. So Lady Mendl shampooed and combed her finest merkin, hoping to make an offer that even Mr. von Peniston couldn’t refuse.
As quickly as the Summer turns to Fall, Mike Schmornoff felt deciduous glee after drinking several Keyfood brand cups full of Gladys Potter’s world famous vodka punch, during which he attempted aerobatics by launching himself off of anything solid he could find. The next morning, as his memory came crashing back to him, he made sense of the entire night except one thing, and he sent out this mass text message, pleading for an answer: “Did someone roofie me last night?”