Wednesday, September 1, 2010

TINY BUBBLES ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!

Intrigue filled the air at 7th and Montana this morning as Rigolatte -- the local loon who alternates between belting out opera tunes and preaching to the masses -- made the scene dressed for a luau. "Look," I said, "He's wearing a Hawaiian shirt ... he must have Tiny Bubbles on the brain." And indeed he did. He waltzed into Our Favorite Starbucks, made a bee-line for the free samples, and stuffed two handfuls of artificial sweetener into his shirt ... all the while reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over like a mantra. He left as mysteriously as he arrived, saying his prayers all the way down 7th Street.

3 comments:

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

Glad you made it back safe and sound to the looney bin :o)

emikk said...

What a thing to come back to....I mean it!

Paula said...

All these innocent little theives make everything cost more for the rest of us.