Jaw Droppings

Predator Press

[LOBO]

“You’re not going to believe this,” says Terri. “You know how I’ve been getting those ads on my cellphone?”

“Yep,” I says, finishing the last knot in my new sneakers. Standing, I pose athletically. “What do you think?”

“Those are nice,” says Terri. “But darling, they just charged $100 to my credit card!”

“Did you call the bank?”

“Yes,” she says flipping open her laptop. “It turns out it’s some new kind of scam. The bank is going to email me the company’s name so I can report them for fraud.”

“Don’t you think that’s a bit extreme?” I says.

”What?”

“I mean the banks are Federally insured. You’ll get your money back, and so will the bank. And this enterprising go-getter gets to redistribute the wealth. This sounds like a modern-day Robin Hood if you ask me.”

"Well the fairy tale is all over for this company," she growls into the computer screen. "They've messed with the wrong person today."

I was fully a block and a half away when I heard the shriek:

“LOBO Enterprises!?!


Comments

Chat Blanc said…
dang good thing you put those running shoes on!!

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