Friday, September 19, 2008

50.

Erhard was bundled into the back of a paddy wagon. He'd envisioned things going differently. It had only been a suggestion.

Frogs had quickly become a ubiquitous part of life.

He could really do with his pipe right now.

He thought back on his life, on all the mistakes, and all the great times. He'd always managed to out maneuver the law in the past. Not this time. Maybe he was getting old. Maybe it was time to make amends.

The police vehicle pulled out to the tune of unpleasant sounding squishy noises. Yep, the frogs were pretty much everywhere now.

1 comment:

lorenhops said...

Like the random transitions between paragraphs? Me too.