The MISTER LUCKY Swing Syndicate

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I headed for the bathroom with their ugly mugs hot on my tail - hoping to make use of a private exit that had saved my sorry butt from a couple close shaves and at least two really bad dates. I could feel the heat of their margarita-laden breath from 30 feet like I was the salt getting licked from the rim. Slamming through the door, I made a beeline for the last stall on the left, pausing only to dent the condom dispenser (for good luck - don't ask me why). Once inside the stall, I jumped up on the throne, removed the toilet paper stuck to my heel, and grabbed the handles on the window leading to the alley -- my personal safety valve. Throwing up the window, however, I discovered that the owner had done a little remodeling, and some eager graffiti artiste had completed the interior decorating....

EPILOGUE

I'm no musician, but this band swings the sound you want covering your tracks when you step on the flusher on the way out the bathroom window.

For more information,
contact Jerry Becker at
jerry@luckyswings.com or
262-628-3585.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter One:	The Cast
Chapter Two:	The Script
Chapter Three:	The Shows
Chapter Four:	The Photos
Chapter Five:	The Exit
Chapter Six:	Update: 1-29-2000
Chapter Seven:	Update: 4-6-2000
Chapter Eight:	Update: 7-15-2000 A New Chapter

The only web I know about is the tangled one I weave when practicing to deceive the jealous husband of a client who's about to give him yet another good reason to embrace the green goddess.
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