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February 19, 2007

David: Trevor Lockhart In The Media Of Res

The vine of the native snare trap holding fast to his ankle, Trevor Lockhart dangled precariously over the alligator-infested pit of boiling quicksand.

“Zo, Profezzor Lockhart,” came a voice from the underbrush, “Ve meet again.” A tall, blond man in a black uniform stepped into the open. Trevor twisted to face him.

“Schwanzkreig!” Trevor exclaimed. “You Nazi fiend! I should have known it was you, corrupting these natives and their peaceful, primitive ways.”

“Hardly,” Schwanzkreig replied conversationally. “All ve did vas tell zhem zhat an American vas comink to zteal zheir gold. Zhey begged uz to help zhem fight you.”

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Comments

David, I like your Trevor Lockhart stories. But I especially admire those extremely resilient alligators!

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at February 19, 2007 7:08 PM · Permalink

Gotta be tough to live in the jungle.

Posted by: David at February 19, 2007 11:40 PM · Permalink