Wang Johnson: Private Dick, Chapter 2

Author: dueserpenti

Date: January 13, 2003

by dueserpenti
1-13-03
I knew this dame would be trouble the second I laid eyes on her.
Mr. Johnson, you have to help me!
I'm not drawing you another bath; you had one two hours ago.
Her perfume was like Aspercreme and menthol cigarettes.
Somebody stole my gerbil!
Was he covered in Astro-Glide and electrical tape?
Luckily, I figured I could help her.
...No.
Then I haven't seen him.