March 7, 2007

Red Bud Circle News

TOP STORY
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Larry was hospitalized again. He had a freaking blood clot that went to his lung and almost his heart which just about killed him. His left arm is purple. He's still got the clot. He is giving himself injections of blood thinner. He is also refusing good beer.

IN OTHER NEWS
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The Constable (which JR ran up to and sniffed) is out to get Alex, who is going to fail 12th grade for truancy.

THERE IS MORE
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Chrissy moves back in tomorrow... after a three year separation from Miles.

WHERE IS MARK?
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At the lakehouse drinking Ezra Brooks... unaware of Larry's near brush with death!

WHERE IS SARIBELL?
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She's taken residence on *my* hammock.

CARLOS' NEW JOB?
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I got an inside scoop that Carlos was leaving the bug business for something else.

WHAT DID EDDIE TEAR UP TODAY???
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I saw him yanking on Mile's basketball goal by the net...

NEW KID???
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There was some girl on the hammock... who I hadn't seen... on *my* hammock.

ADS
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Soon, I will put up the Picasso for sale. The price of which is TBD. But I'm guessing about $175. It will go up at the Piccomolo which kinda reminds me of Picasso.

BTW, Larry, being obviously underly brain-nourished from the self-injections of blood thinner, falsely accused me of offering Miles a beer so that I could snake free wood for a frame.

DEALS
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Right now you can get a 12 pack of Miller Lowlife at CVS for $7.77 (tax included).

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow - we have a very interesting neighborhood, don't we??? Poor Larry!
I noticed Saribel liked that hammock!

Keith said...

I kid you not, Larry's arm is purple and swollen and he is giving himself shots in his own stomach.

What kinda medical plan is that?

He refused the shot that had a 2% chance of causing his brain to hemorrage... but was guaranteed to break the clot up...

Can you imagine? This has a 98% chance of working... and only a 2% chance of killin' ya. Or else go home and shoot yourself up in the stomach.

What is that?