Hm was right. Seemed that once word filtered out, purchasers of the Judge patrick Ugly Mugz sort of sauntered by, take a look at the inventory, make payment, and depart contentedly.
Ernie had done such a good job on the charactiture of Judge Patrick that I am sure everyone forgot about giving their Ugly Mugz to friends and thereby endangering friendships in the process.
Soon other people who haven’t even ordered Mugz are showing up and asking for samples. We call up Ernie and have him do another box of Mugz.
We have to bribe him into doing it with a couple new comic books and a six-pack of murky green pop.
“Might even be able to afford another case of murky green pop if this keeps going like gang-busters,” the Weenerman says with some pride.
We hear the crunch of gravel and look up, “Greg McIntyre,” Hm says with a grin, “What brings you to my humble card-table of commerce?”