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AN UNBELIEVABLE STORY TOLD BY AN INSECT.
A Barfly's Destiny
The rescue of Alexander Napoleon Crocket.
Written by Angie Strawberry

Chapter Two: My favorite crooner.
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Nevertheless, there I was in the garbage dining on some discarded fish and chips while ease dropping. One of the conversations I over herd was about an unknown crooner who lives in America. The conversation revealed to me that this crooner sounds quite remarkably like Bon Scot! One man with very black skin and long matted black hair informed everyone that the crooner's name is Jim Morrison.
Well it was that point in my life that I decided on a life long goal. I desperately needed some direction and a sound purpose that would keep my mind occupied with constructive thought instead always thinking about my inevitable demise.
The goal I decided on was to meet crooner and hear him sing! If he sounds like Bon Scott, I know I would enjoy hearing him sing!
I got more excited when I learned that Jim and me had something in common. I heard someone in the Pub say that the American crooner's favorite past-time is to hang out in Pubs. That is that is my favorite past-time too!
My bug-eyes faded into my first daydream.
I am having a grand time at some Pub licking a huge piece of strawberry taffy and listening to a crooner who sounds just like my favorite crooner, Bon Scott! I got goofy and stop feasting to buzz around the crooners' head. The music so loud that it makes me fly crooked while I successfully swerved to dodge a wenches bar rag. I kept dodging the rag until I woke up cutting my first daydream too short and incomplete.
Immediately I begin devising a plan to meet Jim Morrison. The biggest obstacle to meet this American crooner of course was getting to America. I only came up with one solution.
I overheard that one of the gents say that he was going to see for himself this, "Bon Scott sound alike", so I crawled into and hid in his long matted hair.

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Written by Angie Strawberry

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