A Canterbury Tale- Moving On Up And Out

Frigid winter months haunted evening out activities forcing the big show to move indoors and continue highlighting Saturday night entertaining. Sitting in the velvet furniture decorated waiting room yearlong maiden having a special weight, Chase enjoyed living on the fast-track and this front office interaction was a climb up the successful ladder.

“Chase, you can come in,” the suited individual notified the sales pitch image prepared to meet the one in charge.

“Yes, Mr. Shakopee, I am Chase The Chaos, the creator of havoc winner,”

“Chase, I know who you are,” Mr. Shakopee replied, “I want to talk to you about the new act ‘stomping moon’ it put some people out of the money down under.”

“Is that the show’s public opinion?’”

Apparently, having a two-year-old temper tantrum when a lunar eclipse happens, does not get people to loiter around the one arm bandits deciding if they wanted to drop a few bucks.

Within a second Chase turned professional, “so you need the line to gain near the theater distracting those with positive electricity in the gaming area.”

“Yes, that is correct, and I do have some news to tell you,”

“What?”

“The Macedonian Ruler from down under is out of the money,” Mr. Shakopee explained, “that means I can now grant you the starter optional claiming priority status.”

“You mean I can think up an idea that will bring people into the plant, Mr. Shakopee,”

“Remember when casting the show, we do have the derby code,”

“I know anybody can audition,”

“Right,” Mr. Shakopee smiled knowing Chase knew the ropes.

Later that day while sitting at the bar the newly appointed power player noticed twins projecting cover model credibility worthy to be seen on glossy magazine covers.

“Where are you from?” She shouted from across the counter.

“Golden Bay,” the two attractive blonde individuals exclaimed back.

“What do you do?”

“Nothing?”

“Do you need cash?” Chase got straight to the point.

“We always could use that,”

“Go stand over there by the box office until the show starts and I will give you a hundred bucks,”

“Can we have tickets?”

“Actually, you will be in the show I will call you, Twoko Bay,”

“What’s Twoko supposed to mean?” One asked

“Two knock outs from the bay, computer lingo,” the other answered.

It did not take long for a crazy atmosphere to develop and quickly Mr. Shakopee hustled his new headliners an assistant named Rudy. And the golden gopher did anything for them instantaneously.

“Go to the bar and get zumarudee, you know zuma juice I am sure this place has it,” the stars demanded before the first intermission and by the second act, thirst was quenched.

Weeks later somewhere near Mystic Lake after taking a buyout Chase who once was the maiden with a special weight found herself staying warm by burning leaves keeping a winning attitude. “It was a total surprise to me that those two maiden special weights were staking out the place,” she thought peering into the flames.

“I mean they changed the show to ‘West Island’ and entitled the finale, ‘Causeway Surprise’ which critics reported ‘if you were out of the money, you still enjoyed your time at the casino.”

Suddenly wind blew out the makeshift heater and Chase decided to call it a night realizing when handed a starter option to claim make sure the allowance is in your purse.