Nancy and Sluggo were discussing great moments in tiptoe history.
A dreamy look came over Sluggo's face, as he said, "in my mind, Elvis landing that balance-defying tiptoe pivot he patented."
A surprised look came over Nancy's face. "That's one of my favorites
too, but how could he patent a tiptoe pivot?"
With embarrassment Sluggo said, 'In Elvis' final drug-fueled years, he
felt that everything he did was unique, and patent-able. Of course they wouldn't hold up in court."
There was an awkward silence. Nancy decided to change the subject.
"Let's go to the Peabody Hotel to watch the duck march; or Gus's for
fried chicken, tho of course by "fried", I mean "exhausted", since Gus
runs a very demanding school for educating chickens, who often claim that their brains are fried, from over-studying. Come to think of it, they tend to just stare off into space, so let's just go to the Peabody Hotel. The battalion of ducks there have such impressive uniforms, and there's something thrilling about the way they march and pivot..."
Nancy regretted saying the last word, but Sluggo didn't seem to react to it.
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Tales of Tiptoe and More - Volume III
HumorThe third volume of an on going series of episodes, often involving Nancy and Sluggo's tiptoe experiences.
