The Book of Not: The Book of the Blue Plymouth: Polish Sausage

Mikey found his way to his brother, Vinnie's house with little trouble because Vinnie was famous. He had defended some football hero and made millions of the video rights. They even made a TV movie in which Vinnie was played by Alan Rickman. Ah, their childhood together! Vinnie was a very protective brother and was a bit of a hypochondriac.

"Really...did they really say that? Did you get proof? Who was it? Are you sure that's what they said? Did they do anything to you? Where were they? How many of them? What were they wearing?"

"I don't know...I can't remember..my head hurts."

"Why? did they beat you? What did they beat you with? Did you see any identification? Who are their parents? When did all this happen? Did you tell where I lived? Did you say ANYTHING? What? WHAT? Tell me."

"Uh..I dunno."

"Oh, Mikey, you're so confused."

That was a favorite game of Mikey's...his brother fell for it all. Oh, sure Vinnie often took all the credit for anything cool that Mikey built like that neat-o cabin in the woods - but all in all Vinnie was a fun brother to have, because he always could be relied upon to be a good straight man to all of Mikey's off-color jokes.

Mikey, biker chick shouldered up and fez perched proudly on his head (have I truly portrayed just how great a fez this is..I'm not kidding. It's quite a sight. It made former U.S. President Reagan forget to duck into his limousine after being shot by that wacko who wanted to impress his girlfriend, Jodie Foster. He incurred a large lump - and remember...Reagan only got a glimpse of it. Just think what would have happened if he had seen it clearly. OhmyGOD! It just became clear to me! Hold on...I have to write this one down. It's starting to make sense now. Reagan, the fez. Oh...this is big...this is REALLY BIG!), Mikey came to his brother's house on the hill.

Ding-dong.

No answer.

Ding-dong.

The door opened up slowly and Vinnie popped his head out, "Hi Mikey...who's the girly?"

"I dunno but she looks like Daddy-kins from my angle. Do you wanna have a trinket?"

"What kind of trinket?"

"An ivory shard...here this was the stem of the feather...it's kinda long and looks like a toothbrush but it's yours."

"Thank you, Mikey, I'm gonna have to look at it and think about it for a long time before I understand all it's ramifications. Would you like to come in for dinner? I've got some homeless people that I've invited. You're welcome to join if you sign this contract which gives me full rights to take advantage of you if you ever become famous and if you don't become famous then I get to tell you what to do for the rest of your life because it so important that that special someone who is gonna run everything is capable...you know. I could tell you more, but you'd have to pay me."

"Sorry...I've gotta to find Bruce. I need to buy a gun so I can shoot people. Lemme know where I can send postcards to you if your address ever changes...gotta stay in touch, you know. By the way...I saw Tory yesterday."

"Oh, how is he?"

"Weird. He's like nuts or something. Okay...goodbye."

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