The Great Three-Month Smog Escape

IT was on the forty-fourth day of The Great Three-Month Smog Escape of 1999—the day that the helicopters began dropping (in red, white, and blue parachutes) The Holy Bible, As Revised by The International Clean Smog Agency (ICSA)—that Henry Littlefinger really began to have some doubts about his ever getting back to the United States.

Earlier, on the thirty-second day, he had felt some concern when the Smog Escape-Emergency Helicopters, their loudspeakers shrieking, “There’s Escape for you somewhere! Hold on!” had started parachuting provisions onto the Good Ship Jolly and other ICSA Escape Vessels, all of which were chugging ahead of the smog that was chasing them out into the middle of the Pacific towards Hawaii, which—being smogbound—was no refuge.

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IT was on the forty-fourth day of The Great Three-Month Smog Escape of 1999—the day that the helicopters began dropping (in red, white, and blue parachutes) The Holy Bible, As Revised by The International Clean Smog Agency (ICSA)—that Henry Littlefinger really began to have some doubts about his ever getting back to the United States.

Earlier, on the thirty-second day, he had felt some concern when the Smog Escape-Emergency Helicopters, their loudspeakers shrieking, “There’s Escape for you somewhere! Hold on!” had started parachuting provisions onto the Good Ship Jolly and other ICSA Escape Vessels, all of which were chugging ahead of the smog that was chasing them out into the middle of the Pacific towards Hawaii, which—being smogbound—was no refuge.