A few months back, this place some houses up Kracke street, took a scolding hot flame bath. It was the work of Mr Arson for sure. Josh and Helen saw it, and FELT IT, from the comfort of the Fuzzco piazza. The next morning, a frenzy of flies could be seen feasting on the nutrient rich/water soaked sooty soot. Months passed and nothing happened until just recently, a demo crew was paid an exorbitant amount of dollar bills to make the house disappear. This consisted of two men, one in control of a giant mechanical spork made by Volvo and the other standing with hazard cones. I am pretty sure this fellow was in control of the other fellow. We watched the smooth operators work from the comfort of our office moccasins. A memorable part for me, came when the spork tore into an upstairs bedroom and out popped a torrential downpour of teddy bears. Take a close look at the 4th picture down. You can just make out a Winnie, the Pooh, The bear. Before long the house was reduced to a pile of rubble and teddy bears. For the next few days, on top of everything, the triumphant Volvo danced a victory dance. Now, it is nothing but an empty lot with a large dirty utensil.
