Saturday, December 22, 2012

Mr. Marshpants and the capitalist vacuum(III)

Elda toiled-away during her shifts at the cash register, and Dewey's
fortune grew by the second. He had always been eccentric, but by the
time he hired his first district manager, Dewey was only partly
recognizable as a human. While Elda worked, Dewey lived in a blank
skeleton of a mansion, abused his neighbors and hunting dogs, and made
his mailman's life a living hell by subjecting him to incomprehensible
verbal tirades.

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