frigerator, now a dog coffin; an empty Coke bottle crowned with an old shoe that had Jacksonville Jaguars melted into gum; and a TV tube stuffed with an insects nest that looked exactly like cotton candy.
Greata garbage dump. Just great. Camouflage, I explained. Ill bet you cant tell where the entrance is. Ill bet I can. Inside the body of that old Minnesota Vikings junk heap on top of the pile. His powers of observation were impressive. I had to admit that if you looked carefully you could see a rope hanging down inside the rusty, abandoned car. But I had hardly expected my camouflage to be seen through so quickly. Even i |
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