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Sal says send McGlone down to the shop for a trim. Sal will talk sense into him (maybe give him some of that gumbo or swat him with a curling broom). We got to get that guy hitting.
Pardon Sal's lack of activity on this forum, he's been trying to spiffy up the shop. Calling it "creepy" really hurt old Sal, but Sal decided not to wallow in sorrow. He got to work. Rolled up the sleeves, washed the windows, shined up the pole. Replaced a light bulb or six. Replaced a counter and a sink. Found some fresh paint for the place.
You can see how well the updates lift our customers' spirits. Look at Nunyer's sage advice. Where do you think he got da inspiration? Sal's shop, of course. He won't let Sal trim that hair of his, but he comes down for the inspiration, clearly. That and a shave. Sal still knows how to use a straight razor. One of his former wives taught him that; yep, the one that also taught him a little something about voodoo. Never knew what happened to that ol' girl. Went out one day into da swamp. Never came back. Humpf.
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