Tales From The Morgue xx-xx-xx Escape From The Myste

M&J Audio Theater presents Chet Chetters, Tails from the Moorg. Hey come in my friend. Have a seat.

Yes. I'll make yourself comfortable. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Chet Chetter. The Moorg attendant and resident storyteller. Yes. Today, we return to Biloxi, home of El-Makorn. He is a full-time manure hollow and part-time adventurer.

Well, it was a hot summer afternoon on a Sunday, I believe, and Mr. Corn was relaxing on his poor sweet enjoying a glass of lemonade. Yeah, it is a scorcher today. Shoot off. Yes, sir.

It's just my own heart is what it is. I tell you. Ow! And gum mosquitoes trying to carry me off. I nailed that one though. Of course it ain't so much the heat, it's the humidity. It's just outrageous. They'd put me in a padded cell if they heard me talking to myself like

these. Elmer! Huh? Oh, say some. Oh, what the heck you doing out this heat boy? I got it going simple or something. I got exciting news Elmer. Oh, say can I have a step without lemonade? Well, sure, sure. Here you go. Thanks. Boy, you look flustered. That's right.

I just drank her own down. I got plenty. He'll replace that sweat. Thanks, Salmer. That get the spot. Well, I guess I'm not running this 100 plus heat. But I just got so excited, you know?

I want a contest, Salmer. Well, jump back. You gonna meet that ed feller? No, not that contest, Salmer. I saw this one in a block to Gazette about a month ago. The prize is a cruise in the Gulf Coast.

I sent my name and I addressed and dang to fight in wind, Elmer. Just dang to fight in wind. I just got this postcard here from Galveston telling me about it. Well, you lucky dog.