A News Report from our DownEast Reporter Shadrach Spencer
It was a stinky
holiday for Maynard Wilkins. Maynard Wilkins spent part of Christmas Eve
stuck upside down in the openin’ of his septic tank, with his head inside and
his feet kickin’ in the ayah above.
“It wern't good, I'll
tell you what," said Maynard. “It was the wust Christmas Eve I've evah
had. I was sittin’ on the new second hand plummin’. Why it was only in
ninety-nine that we had the indoor biffy put in, but as I was sayin’, I was
sittin’ theyah an I pulled the chain, and that cold watah came a gurglin’ up
around mah rear. Gave me some surprise, I tell you. Well I dried off and
hitched up my trowsahs and come out here to see what was the mattah, and by gum
I could see that the honey tank was overflowing.
Well I pried off the
top, got a bucket an bailed a bit ‘till I could reach in an’ loosen the clog.
Well, mah foot slipped, ah lost mah balance and fell in head fust, and
got wedged in the openin’. There I was with mah feet kickin’ in the ayah and
mah arms a splashin’ in the muck. You bet I hollah’d for help, but Maudie
couldn’t heah a word. She had Jeopardy on the Tivo with the sound way up loud.
It must’a been ovah an howah before she missed me. Aftah she stopped a laughin’
she tugged on mah legs but she couldn’t budge me an inch. Finally she called
Ernest Twombly what had the Honey Wagon And he come with his truck and he and
Maudie yanked me out tugethah. Why, I thought it was the end of mah life,
I tell yuh!
Thank God Maudie’s
program was ovah and she come a-looking for me. I don’t think I couldah stood
stayin’ in there much longah.”
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