The Three Word Story, Part II

onlookers, who having

 

seen many things

 

dangling from bridges

 

all over the

 

lower Ivory Coast.

(Hey, if we can go from the Severn Bridge to the Quincy Market, we can do the Ivory Coast as well! :lol: )

 

Ricky packed his



(Why am I singing Nellie the elephant to myself? Probably lack of sleep, excess alcohol and mostly stupidity! )

 

thongs reluctantly, and

 

returned to his

 

regular winter quarters.

 

Thongs were not

 

permitted here, so

 

Ricky had to

 

smuggle them in

 

, hidden between the

 

etui and lace

 

underneath the socks

 

he wore on

 

clandestine missions against
(Where's Goering? Where's the ostriches? Where are the zombie hamsters? Have you all gone mad? Geography and underwear, pah :kill: )

 

a robot Goering

 

with fire breathing