BILLINGSGATE POST: Everyone knew Slim Everdingle was special. How special was he? Even his birth was different than most. Coming out of the womb ready for work, baby-boy Slim was wearing a traditional white tee-shirt and Dickies Short Sleeve Mechanic Coverall ensemble. Exquisitely tailored, it provided a generous fit in the shoulders and chest. With its bi-swing back and elastic waist inserts, it allowed Slim classic comfort and room to scratch his nuts during long stake-outs that would become part of his job.
Slim was born to be a sleuthhound. His father, Slim Everdingle II, knew his son was different. To test his son’s uncanny gifts, he put his baby boy in a dark room with the family cat, Blackout. Crawling around the totally dark room was a picnic for little Slim. Because Slim was comfortably dressed in his ubiquitous white tee-shirt and Dickies Coveralls, Blackout didn’t have a chance to evade the prescient child.
Although Blackout weighed more than Slim, it was evident that the cat was overmatched. Deftly countering the hissing and ferocious onslaught of the scratching feline by rolling over on his back, pretending to be dead, he foiled the demonic cat’s best moves.
When his father turned on the lights, there was baby Slim with a hammerlock on the strangely docile cat. With nary a scratch on his precocious bumpkin, his proud dad knew his son would make a name for himself.
The Saga of Slim Everdingle continues......
