Propelville – Life of Bert and Jordan

Part 6 (August 27)

As a result, the Bert’s heart was racing as the curling-iron-like device started vibrating with the strength of a resounding bass in his hands.  IT was near!  Therefore, he stepped slowly and quietly with the grace of a ballerina toward a billowy blanket, draping the ground from a laundry line in the backyard of a down-the-hill-neighbor.  And then, he finally heard it: an ever so quiet, muffled, but oh-so-familiar sound. . . “qehhhh,” pause, “quuhhh,” and so forth.  The Bert peeked behind the blanket and saw—what IS that?