In this funny fantasy-mystery the reader will learn how a town in grave peril from a shape-shifting being, was eventually saved from disaster by a college freshman assisted by a multilingual mouse and a giant with a past ISBN 9781934376218 LCIP 2010000101 5.5 X 8.5 in. 192pp. Perfectbound: $17. list For you: $10 plus shipping, $3 per single item Purchase Order? College freshman Zachary Burnross investigates a scheme that he finds will cheat townfolk out of a vital fluid in exchange for a phony university diploma. CLICK if it's your pleasure to hear one of Zachary's sentimental favorites (here honoring gorgeous Willow Runcible): In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen: "Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly. The BUZZ about Something for Nothing Excerpt from Something for Nothing US residents and military overseas can also order this BalonaBook direct from BalonaBooks by US Mail using money order or check. BalonaBooks PO Box 690106 Stockton, CA 95269-0106 Author's E-Mail The music for this page of BalonaBooks is "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair" by Debussy
College freshman Zachary Burnross investigates a scheme that he finds will cheat townfolk out of a vital fluid in exchange for a phony university diploma. CLICK if it's your pleasure to hear one of Zachary's sentimental favorites (here honoring gorgeous Willow Runcible): In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen: "Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly.
In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen:
"Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly.
The music for this page of BalonaBooks is "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair" by Debussy