“I got him!” My captor yelled at someone. “Hey! Jimmy! Get your butt over here and help me untangle dis mesh!”
“Whasha got, Bobby?” the second one asked. “Ish that a duck?”
“Nah, It"s a goosh decoy. An it"s one a them wooden ones.” Bobby stammered at his buddy.
“You member, lasht week we was tryin" to shoplift joolry in that antee, anty, uh anteeeek store? They had one of dese in the win, winnow. An da t-tag. An, an da tag, on it wash two hunnert big uns.”
"Two hunnert dollars! Two Hunnert! No way! Jeez, man, we can shtay ripped fer a month if we can get two hunnert fer it. Where we gonna git, git rid of him?" Jimmy slurred back.
Oh my! What kind of a deal is this? These guys are weird. They talk weird, they"re dressed in raggedy old clothes, and they smell like they"ve been bathing i
