The Best of Last Over (a book review)
This is something I have never done before. I am thinking outside the box and fishing for new revenue streams. Amazon better realize they have a good thing with me, if they don't pay I'll jump ship!
"The Best of Last" Over by Paul Clipper
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Every time I read this I am reminded of the time I ambled home from the local pubs and upon walking into my house found it had been ransacked! My phone was on the floor,VCR on the floor stuff was scattered everywhere, my first thought was I had been robbed, but why was my wallet lying on my dinning room table? ( When I walk into the village I like to travel light, a little cash and a strong thirst).
I looked around puzzled and then heard a chirping noise coming from my upstairs, I quickly recognized the chirping as that of a Raccoon.I put two and two together and decided I needed some self defense so I ran down to my basement and found a ski pole I thought would be suitable for corralling a Raccoon out of me casa. I slowly rounded the stairway to my loft and stood staring at three juvenile Raccoon's. I kinda told them to leave and they just looked at me puzzled, I said "scoot get a move on come on get". No movement so then I realized I needed to be more aggressive and I got between them and my stairs and started screaming profanity's and banging the ski pole on my floor, they got the idea and I finally herded the little bastards into my basement. I opened my entry door and persuaded two to leave but the third was jammed tight face forward in between my ceiling joists not ready to be my friend. At this moment of confrontation I heard a little motor sound buzz past my house and I new it was Boz the Village midget and he was riding his 50cc mini bike back from the pubs himself. I was at wits end so I called him and asked him if he knew how to scare a Raccoon out of your house, his reply was simple "you got a gun"? I said thanks remembering what my dad had always advised me, never ask a midget on the sauce for advice. It occurred to me I had scared the Raccoon enough so I just left my basement door to the wilds open and went to bed. In the morning the the little guy was gone and all I had to do was pick up the mess and wipe down all the soot from the chimney they had spread.Its like dude why do I always think of this when I read this book? Read the book, if you like reading and riding then its a good fit also never seek consul from a drunk midget.