Chetspeak on Sunday
While I tried, although not my very hardest, to remember the point, I found I now had my nose stuck out the partly open window on the shotgun side. A waiter was bringing coffee to Suzie and the ball-cap-and-suit guy; and not just coffee, but some sort of baked goods – goods: what a perfect name! – that reminded me of crullers. The next thing I knew, I was finding to my amazement that the window was in fact open just wide enough, if I squeezed and squeezed and – ah!
“Oh my god,” said the ball-cap-and-suit guy, leaning way back in his chair, hands up for protection. Protection from what? Not me, I hoped. Then I noticed I’d somehow come to a stop with one paw, or maybe two, on his foot. I got that problem fixed, and pronto.
– from PAW AND ORDER.
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