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| | ‘UNCA TRENT’S ADVICE’ |
 | | They were, fortunately, now covered over with a couple of tarps and a coat donated by a fireman who was trying so hard not to laugh that he actually urinated on himself. |
 | | If it had happened to anybody else, he'd be laughing his own head off, he morosely admitted to himself, but as it was his own shiny, cinnamon-hued and quite exposed bottom hanging out from beneath the remains of the collapsed gazebo, the inherent humor was nowhere to be found. |
 | | Okay, Mom, I understand that Unca Trent gave that tabloid an interview about that friend of yours from high school after she started writing novels so he could get some cash, and she had that horrible accident when she left from yelling at him, but Mom - that was over twenty years ago! |
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