SLIME-HEADED BONE
April 10, 2011
Once upon a time the loon, the loonette, and the loon princeling were driving up to Tuolumne Meadows in the high country of Yosemite National Park. The loon was at the wheel when a speeding vehicle roared up from behind, passed on the right, swerved back in front and shot off careening into the distance. The epithet which leapt unbidden from the loon’s lips was, “Slime-headed bone!” Thusly did the mantle of lunacy settle more comfortably onto his shoulders, and what’s more, a very fine epithet was born.
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