Chapter 12

I was in my cab home from watching old ernie play the piano. I had to leave cause one of DB's phoney friends came and spoke to me, she even asked me to join her for a drink! Maybe she hoped I would have told DB something nice about her. People are always ruining thing, but oh well this taxi driver was a nice guy, He kept getting all sore though when I was asking him about where the ducks go in winter, but he kept saying something about the stupid fish, I didn't want to be a fish I wanted to be a duck.