By bats | November 9, 2012 - 12:13 pm
Posted in Category: Miscarriage of Juggstice

Where are we? Oh, yeah. (It’s been a while since we’ve visited the Magical Pot Forest.) Avery’s camera was stolen (the one with his photos of his mano-a-finno fight with Old Hardy, a big fish) and he’s gone off to cut a deal with Bubba, King of the Weed.  For a week or so, I think we were all on tenterhooks as to whether Avery was going to end up as chain-sawed fish food for Old Hardy, but maybe things will work out for the best…

Well, not the best for Sam, who apparently isn’t going to get a couple million for just standing around or anything.

OTOH, you never know who’ll wander into a secret cave, carved 1/4 mile into solid rock!

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