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I might never sleep again, he thought. And Roger Roothaus had not believed the bum in the tree story! Asked Krimmler if hed been drinking. Suggested he take a vacation, drive the Winnebago up to Cedar Key or Destin. Nothings happening on the island anyway, keith norfleet Roger Roothaus had said. Not until mandolin rain hear otherwise from Mr. Clapley. So go enjoy yourself. Its on me. Krimmler protested. Insisted he felt fine. A bum really did break into my camper and beat me up and drag me up a goddamn tree. And left keith norfleet me stranded there, Roger! I had to crawl down in a blinding tony romo Nearly broke my ass. Man, Im worried about you, Roothaus had said. You should be! Dont say a word about this to Mr. Clapley, OK But Clapley sent a guy, too., another freak keith norfleet who busted into my place and roughed me up. He had snuff tapes I gotta take another us news and world report Roothaus had said curtly. You get off the rock for a while, Karl. Im serious. But Krimmler had no intention of leaving Toad Island, because a general keith norfleet never abandoned the battleground, even for an all-expenses-paid beach vacation. So Krimmler loaded his .357 and hunkered down in the Winnebago to await the kevin hart intruder. Hours passed and nobody came, but the pulse of the island murmured ominously at his door. The breeze. The seabirds. keith norfleet The rustle and sigh of the leaves. Krimmler was a haunted man. Besieged by Nature, he possessed the will and armaments to fight back but no troops. Truly he was kevin hart Oh, to hear the familiar backfire of an overloaded dump truck, the plangent buzz of keith norfleet chain saws, the metallic spine-jolting ploink of a pile driver ... how Krimmlers soul would have cartwhee.
