Zeke had just gotten back from his AC visit with the infamous Susie. Mrs. Zeke who of course missed her loving husband tremendously just had to sneak off to visit a fortune teller of some local
repute. She just had to find out why her loving hubby always went to AC without her. She knew he loved to fish,snorkle, and indulge in a alcoholic beverage or TWO but why oh why could she never join him in his visit to Temptation Island? In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered the terrible grave news.

"There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just be blunt: Prepare yourself to be a widow. Your
husband will die a violent and horrible death this year."

Visibly shaken, Mrs. Zeke stared at the woman's lined face, then at the single flickering candle,
then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself. She simply had to
know. She met the fortune teller's gaze, steadied her voice, and asked her question.

"Will I be acquitted?"


There is only one cure for baldness. It was invented by a Frenchman. It is called the guillotine.