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THE DUCKS OF DOOM

Chapters 61-90

A WEEKLY SERIAL

With all of the Boring Bits Left Out

By Robert Arthur Smith

www.duckparade.com

rasmithr@yahoo.com

THE DUCKS OF DOOM was short-listed for the 2002 Independent e-Books award.

Copyright 2000, 2009, Robert Arthur Smith, all rights reserved.



CHAPTER 61: THE TWINKLING GOALIE

The bats went into a feeding frenzy, chasing Hank of Ur and his tribe out of the cave in which they'd taken refuge.

Half-blinded by the savage, squeaking horde, the Camels of the Negev didn't realize they were surrounded by Philistines until they heard the blare of a ram's horn announcing the forthcoming slaughter.

The bats dispersed a little, but they didn't wander very far from the flock of camels; they were just getting a bit of exercise before moving in for dessert.

During the momentary lull, Hank was able to survey the Philistine ranks drawn up around them.

"Welcome to our world," said Bronze Fillings, their leader. "We're Philistines, mind you."

"More pain and suffering!" grumbled Brubaker.

"Take heart, Brubaker," said Hank. "We'll confuse the Philistines by attacking them. They won't be expecting that."

"Of course not!" said Brubaker. "That's why they're carrying swords, shields, and spears--they're NOT expecting a battle."

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