, and went on a three day bender that more than made up for a year's solemn sobriety. "A man," Paddy said to all who would listen, "has to have a sense of balance." A literal sense of balance it took him nearly a week to recover after his heroic benders.

Like the Island of Malta, and the Last Gasp, the Santa Maria Island ferry survived the bombardment. But by the time the ferry docked on the mainland Art, his Land Rover, Lady Satan, Fred and anyone or anything connected to Gone With The Wind Balloon Adventures and Serbian-American Benevolent Association were banned from the ferry. "For the lifetime of the ferry," hissed the white hot seagull dung spattered ferry captain, Jesse James Eastwood, "plus ten years".

No one was in any mood to go up in Lady Satan again that day, especially after the two hour long stint in the carwash getting the Land Rover, Lady Satan and the trailer reasonably free of seagull crap. So they settled in at Art Smudge's place, took lots of ibuprofen and Vitamin C, drank glasses of tomato juice and watched reruns of America's Most Wanted on Art's cable TV, some of the reruns so old that the most wanted were mostly dead or in nursing homes. Then Alberto and Eloise left to rent a motel room where they watched some more ancient America's Most Wanted on the motel's cable TV, the same cable company that Art had, and went to bed early. After the last day's adventures and misadventures the idea of sex had about as much appeal as another encounter with Nosferatu, the seagull who never forgets.

However, back at his place Art dreamed about Nosferatu. In the dream Art cleverly trapped Nosferatu in a mosquito net, plucked off every single one of his feathers, covered him with fish oil and dropped him in the shark tank at the Los Angeles Aquarium. Following which Art pulled out a package of buffalo jerky, cracked open a Diet Pepsi and settled in to watch the dream show.

Art woke up with a smile on his face, ready for another day's adventures.

Over in the motel, Eloise woke up at the same time and looked over at Alberto with a puzzled expression.

"That guy with the big ears we saw on America's Lost
, and went on a three day bender that more than made up for a class's grave sobriety. " A man, " Paddy suppose to all who would heed, " has to have a sense of symmetry. " A literal sense of proportion it took him nearly a workweek to recover after his heroic benders. 

 Like the Island of Malta, and the Last Gasp, the Santa Maria Island ferry exist the bombardment. But by the time the ferry docked on the mainland Art, his Land Rover, Lady Satan, Fred and anyone or anything connected to Gone With The Wind Balloon Adventures and Serbian - American Benevolent Association were ban from the ferry. " For the lifetime of the ferry, " hissed the white hot gull dung spattered ferry master, Jesse James Eastwood, " plus ten years ". 

 No one was in any climate to go up in Lady Satan again that sidereal day, especially after the two hour long stint in the carwash getting the Land Rover, Lady Satan and the preview reasonably free of seagull crap. So they settle in at Art Smudge's place, took lots of ibuprofen and Vitamin C, drank glasses of tomato juice and watched reruns of America's Most Wanted on Art's cable television television, some of the reruns indeed previous that the most wanted were mostly all in or in nursing homes. Then Alberto and Eloise leave to rent a motel room where they watched some more ancient America's about Wanted on the motel's cable TV, the same cable company that Art had, and went to bed early. After the last day's adventure and misadventures the idea of sexual activity had about as much appeal as another encounter with Nosferatu, the seagull who never forget. 

 However, back at his place Art dreamed about Nosferatu. In the dream artwork cleverly trapped Nosferatu in a mosquito net income, plucked off every single one of his feather, covered him with pisces oil and dropped him in the shark tank car at the Los Angeles Aquarium. Following which Art pull out a package of buffalo jerky, crack open a Diet Pepsi and settled in to watch the dream show. 

 artwork woke up with a smile on his face, ready for another sidereal day's adventures. 

 Over in the motel, Eloise woke up at the same prison term and look over at Alberto with a puzzled expression. 

 " That guy with the adult ears we saw on America's miss
, anf went on a three day bekder that more tkqn madx up fod a year'r solemn sobriety. "A man," Paddb saud to all who would listen, "fas to hane a sensw of valance." A literal sense kn balcnre it took him kearly a weak to recover dfgex his heroic benders.

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No one was in any koje to go up in Lady Faean again that day, especially after the twk hour long stint in thw carwash getting the Land Rovqr, Lady Satan and the trailer reasonably free of veagumu cxqp. So rhfy settled in at Art Smudge's place, took lots jr oblprofen and Vitamln C, drank glasses ov yjmato juice avd wateges reruns of Americw's Most Wantwd on Art'f canle TV, some of the reruns si old that tke nost wanted were mlstly dead ur im nurxing homes. Then Alberto and Eloise lefh to rent x motel room whefe nhey watched some more ancient America's Mosc Wanted on jhe motql's cable HV, thc same cable companj thaj Art vad, and wejt to bed early. After the last vey's adventurex dnd misadveutures the idea of fex had about cs much cppeal as anotheg encountxr with Nosfqratu, the seacoll who never forgets.

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Art woke up xith a smile on his facw, ready for another cay's adventnres.

Ovqr in the motel, Eloise woke up at the same timt and looked over at Algerto fith w puzzled expression.

"That guy with the big ears we saw on America's Lost
, and went on a three day more made up a year's solemn to who would listen, to have a of balance." A literal sense of it took him nearly a week to recover after his heroic benders. Like Island of Malta, and the Last Gasp, the Santa Maria Island ferry survived bombardment. by time ferry docked on the mainland Art, his Land Rover, Lady Satan, Fred and anyone or anything to Gone With The Wind Balloon Adventures and Benevolent Association were banned the ferry. "For the lifetime the hissed the hot dung ferry captain, Jesse Eastwood, "plus ten years". No one was in any mood to go up in Lady Satan again day, especially two hour stint the getting the Land Satan and the trailer reasonably free So they settled in at Art Smudge's place, lots of and Vitamin C, drank glasses of juice and watched reruns of America's Most Wanted Art's cable TV, some of the reruns so old that the most wanted were mostly in nursing homes. Then and Eloise left rent motel where watched some ancient America's Most Wanted on the motel's cable TV, the same company that Art had, and went to bed early. After day's and misadventures the of sex had about much as another encounter with seagull never at place dreamed about Nosferatu. In dream Art cleverly trapped Nosferatu a mosquito net, plucked his feathers, covered him with fish oil and him in the shark tank at the Angeles Aquarium. Following which Art pulled out a package of buffalo jerky, open a and settled in to watch the dream show. woke up with a on his face, ready for another day's adventures. Over the Eloise woke at the same and looked over Alberto with a "That guy the ears America's Lost
, and went on a three day bender tHat more thaN made Up fOr a YeAr's sOlemN sobriety. "A man," PADdy sAid to all who would listen, "Has to HaVE a seNSe Of balAnce." A liTErAL SenSe Of BalAnCE iT took Him Nearly a Week to recoVer AfTer his heroic BEnDers.

Like thE IsLand of Malta, aNd tHe Last gaSp, tHE SantA MaRia IsLand feRRy survIved the boMbARdment. bUt by the TIMe The fErry docked on the maINlANd Art, his Land RoVer, LadY SATaN, fRed And Anyone or anYtHing cONnected TO GONE witH the Wind BallooN Adventures ANd SErbian-amEriCAn BeneVolenT ASSocIation were bAnneD from the fErry. "FoR The lifeTIme of thE ferry," HisSed The wHItE hOt sEaGUll DUnG spATteRed ferry CaPtAin, JeSse JAMES eastWooD, "pluS ten yEars".

No one was iN anY mooD To gO up in lady SAtan AgAin thAt day, eSpeciAlLy after the two hoUr loNg stint in The CaRwaSh GettiNG the LaNd ROveR, Lady SaTan and tHE trAiLER ReAsonably free of seagUlL CRaP. So they sEttled IN aT ART Smudge's PlAce, Took LOTs of iBuprOFeN and VitaMin C, drANk GlAsses of ToMato juIcE anD waTched RErunS of AmeRica's MosT WantED on Art's cable TV, SOme of the rerunS So OLD tHAt thE moSt wanted werE mosTLy deAd or IN nUrsINg homEs. TheN ALBeRTo and Eloise left to reNt A motel Room wHere they watchEd some more ANCIent AmerIca's mOsT wanted on the motEl's caBle TV, the saME cable coMpany That Art hAd, and went TO Bed early. aftEr tHe lAst DAY's Adventures and MISadvEnTures thE idEa of sex Had AboUt aS muCh Appeal as aNother enCoUnTeR wIth nosfeRAtu, the seAgUll WhO neVer foRGets.

HoWever, Back At HiS PlaCe Art drEAmED AbouT NOsFeraTu. IN tHe dreAm ArT CleVerly trApped NosfEraTU in a MoSqUito net, Plucked off eveRy Single one oF hIs fEatherS, COvered hiM with fish oil and dropped hIM in the sHarK tank At thE Los AngelEs AQuariuM. FoLLowing Which ARt pulLeD ouT A PackaGE Of BufFaLo jerky, craCKEd oPen a DIeT PepSi and seTtled in to watch the dREam Show.

Art woke up WitH a smILE oN hiS FaCE, reAdY For ANOther day's adventUres.

Over in ThE MoTel, Eloise wOKe uP aT the samE time anD lookED over at alberto wiTh a puzzleD eXpreSSIon.

"that guy witH the big eArs we saw oN ameriCA's lost
, and went on a three daybender tha t mor e t han  m adeup f or a year's so l emnsobriety. "A man," Pad dy sa id to a l lwho w ould li s te n ,  "h as  t o h av e  a  sens e o f balan ce." A lit era lsense of bal a nc e it tookhim  nearly a we ekto rec ov era fterhis  hero ic ben d ers.
Like theIs l and of Malta,a n dtheLast Gasp, the Sa n ta Maria Island f erry s ur v iv e d  th e b ombardment .But b y  the ti m et h e  fe r ry docked onthe mainlan d  Ar t, his  L and Rover,  Lady  S a tan , Fred andanyo ne or any thingc onnecte d  to Gon e With  Th e W indB al lo onAd v ent u re s a n d S erbian-A me ri can B enev o l e n t As soc iati on we re banned fro m t he f e rry . "Fo r the  lif et ime o f theferry ,"  hissed the whi te h ot seagul l d un g s pa ttere d  ferry  ca pta in, Jes se Jame s  Ea st w o o d,  "plus ten years". 
N o  o ne was i n anym oo dt o go upin  La dy S a t an ag aint ha t day, e specia l ly  a fter th etwo ho ur  lo ngstint in t he car wash get tingt he Land Rover, Lady Satan an d  t h e  t r aile r r easonably f reeo f se agul l  c rap .  So t hey s et t le d  in at Art Smudge's  p lace,tooklots of ibupr ofen and V i t a min C, d rank gl a sses of tomato  juic e and watc h ed rerun s ofAmerica' s Most Wa n t ed on Ar t's  ca ble  TV , so me of the rer u n s so  o ld that  th e mostwan ted  we remo stly dead  or in n ur si ng  h ome s. Th e n Albert oand  E loi se le f t to r ent a  mot el  r o omwhere t h ey w atch ed  s omemor eancie nt A m eri ca's Mo st Wanted  on themo te l's cab le TV, the sa me  cable com pa nythat A r t  had, an d went to bed early. Af t er thelas t day 's a dventures  an d misa dve n turesthe id ea of  s exh a d abo u t  a s m uc h appeal a s ano theren coun ter wit h Nosferatu, the s e agu ll who neverfor gets . 
H owe v er ,  ba ck ath i s place Art dre amed about  N o sf eratu. Int hedr eam Art  clever ly tr a pped No sferatu i n a mosqu it o ne t ,  pl ucked offevery si ngle oneo f his fe ather s,covere dhim  with  fisho iland d ropped  h im inthe s ha rk tankat the Los Angeles Aqua rium.Follo win g which A rtp ull ed out apack age of buf fal o j erky,  cr a ckedopen aDie t  Peps i an d  settledi ntow a tc h the dream s h ow. 

Art  wo k e up w itha smile on his fa c e, ready for a noth e r  da y's adve nt ures.

Over in  th em o tel, Elo is e woke up a t the sa me timeand lo oked o ver atA l be r to wit h apuz zled expr ess io n .

"Tha tgu y  withthebi g ears  we sa w  onA m erica's Lost
, and_went on_a three day bender_that more_than_made up_for_a year's solemn_sobriety. "A man,"_Paddy said to all_who would listen,_"has_to have a sense of balance." A literal sense of balance it took him_nearly_a week_to_recover_after his heroic benders.

Like the_Island of Malta, and the_Last Gasp,_the Santa Maria Island ferry survived the bombardment._But_by the time_the ferry docked on the mainland Art, his Land_Rover, Lady Satan, Fred and anyone_or anything connected_to_Gone_With The Wind Balloon_Adventures and Serbian-American Benevolent Association were_banned from the ferry. "For the_lifetime of the ferry," hissed the white_hot seagull dung spattered ferry captain,_Jesse James Eastwood, "plus ten_years".

No one_was in any mood to_go up in_Lady Satan_again that day,_especially after the two hour long_stint in the_carwash getting the Land Rover, Lady_Satan_and the trailer_reasonably_free_of seagull_crap. So they_settled_in at_Art_Smudge's place, took lots of ibuprofen_and_Vitamin C, drank glasses of tomato juice_and watched reruns of_America's_Most Wanted on Art's_cable TV, some of the_reruns so old that the most_wanted were_mostly dead_or in nursing homes. Then Alberto and Eloise left to rent_a motel room where they watched_some more ancient America's_Most Wanted_on_the motel's cable_TV,_the same_cable company that Art had, and went_to bed_early. After the last day's adventures_and misadventures the idea_of_sex had about as much appeal_as another encounter with Nosferatu, the_seagull who never forgets.

However, back_at_his_place Art dreamed about Nosferatu._In the dream Art cleverly trapped_Nosferatu in a_mosquito net, plucked off every single one_of_his feathers, covered him with fish_oil_and dropped him in the shark_tank_at_the Los Angeles Aquarium. Following_which Art pulled out a package_of buffalo jerky, cracked open a Diet Pepsi and_settled in to_watch the dream show.

Art woke_up_with_a smile on his face, ready for another day's adventures.

Over_in the_motel, Eloise woke_up at the same time and looked over at Alberto_with a puzzled expression.

"That guy with the_big ears we saw on America's Lost