Friday, 4 October 2013

The Possum Who Coodled My Snook (for WT)

The Possum Who Coodled My Snook
Samantha Memi

“Hey Samantha,” said a possum. “How yuh doin’?”
“Okay,” I replied, “but somehow I feel there’s something missing in my life.”
“I bet your snook hasn’t been coodled,” he said.
“I don’t suppose it has,” I replied. “I don’t know what it is or how it’s done.”
And he took hold of my snook – which I’ll refrain from describing because I want this to be a family story – and then he coodled it, and I won't describe that either for the same reason.
Afterwards I felt much better, more relaxed, happier.
“Feeling better,” he asked.

“Much,” I answered. “Thank you,” and I whistled all day which annoyed my daughter when she came home from school.

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