OK. I’m almost done with this mess.
This wouldn’t be such an issue if:
A) I hadn’t spent so much time and gas money following up on these reported local sightings
B) Linda would come clean or the real Bill Emery would please stand up
C) This wasn’t happening right here in my backyard AND
D) I didn’t hate the smell of fish
See, there’s a bunch of fishiness going on over at Ballyhoo, and Linda apparently has no interest in getting to the bottom of it. I, however, do., if only for the reasons mentioned above. Stick with me, if you can handle the smell of fish.

