Gas Drilling Earns Another Critic
by Jeff Prince
Runner Susan probably saved all her neighbors from incineration when she exposed “Shanty Town” with the foamy toxic substance leaking onto the electrical wires. You know:
A small group of lefty and righty environmental wackos and one lunatic cyclist gathered in Runner Susan’s back yard last Sunday evening. We drank a little wine and tried to enjoy the lovely evening but SOMETHING STINKS in Bartonville near Runner Susan’s house. It smells just like the stink that stinks in DISH and at the Ruggieros. It’s the same kind of stink that causses headaches and nosebleeds and the stink that puts baby animals to sleep forever.
Oh! And there was a big news guy with his cameraman at Runner Susan’s house–global this time not national. He too noticed the stink.