Hot Off The Press #3

By Scoop Snoopum


It was a hell of a weekend boys and girls. The stories were pouring out like sweat from Charles Durring’s upper lip.

Friday night found me touring my own backyard of Hollywood. All seemed quiet, when a helicopter swooped down like a bird of prey and hovered near by. I had no time to adjust myself to the situation when the sound of police sirens threw a new layer of activity on the street corner. Seconds later, a brown Oldsmobile careened passed me, disappearing around the corner followed closely by our loyal boys in blue.

A crack of metal as the brown Olds hit a tree and stopped dead. Before my very eyes the driver, a young man in white, sprinted like a wheezing gazelle up a nearby staircase to attempt a daring escape into a housing development.


Our, brave officers gave pursuit and with the aid of a spotlight from the chopper, ourrapscallious law breaker was siezed. All was well again in the city of angels. Crime had once again been brought back to zero.



Great work boys. Another baddy is off the street and another apartment has opened up for rent. Let this be a lesson to Johnny Rottenapple out there. You may be able to run, but you can't hide.



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