This is what we found in Mitchell’s creative studio this morning.
Fifty Shades of Mitch
a Tumble in the Jungle Story
by Mitch Kenn
Ricardo is my roommate, and he has chosen today to succum (sic) to the measles. Therefore, the four-course dinner I was planning to prepare and serve him dressed in my special maid outfit will have to be wait for another day. So I am playing nurse in a completely different outfit.
“Ruff ruff ruff,” barks my trusty, diminutive Bolognese (dog not cuisine).
“What is it, Darkwing Dog?” I ask in concern, as Ricardo’s groans fill the third floor of our mansion. “Are you trying to tell me that there is someone at the door?”
At that moment the doorbell rang enigmatically.
There was more, but we could read no further. We heard the toilet flush for the magic seventh time, and knew Mitch Kenn would be pounding back down the stairs at any second.