To Trust a Fink

“B-but, we have to clean up here,” I protest.
Mike Fink pulls out a pocket watch, “Your ten minutes is running,” Mike Fink announces.
The WeenerMan jhops over to the skiff and grabs a paddle, “Pull up a crate and start paddling, time’s a wasting.”
I am feeling like a mark, but I don’t have much choice. I hop over to the skiff. Plop an orange crate down on the right side of the skiff and start paddling.
Slowly but surely the Weenerman and I start to pull away from the camp boat, admidst a complete course of howls, guffaws, and jeers from Mike Fink’s crew. And maybe a heard a few ‘Hardy-Har-Hars’ coming from Mike Fink himself.


About offroad2084

Work on the Work In Progress, MyDay in HicksTown. A light-hearted look at life in the fictional town of HicksTown in WeenerMan Township.
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