In yet another adventure, the ever-vigilant G. Rex fights the never-ending battle for Truth, Justice, and the ArsenalAmeica Way!
It was just another ordinary August day here in our Nation’s Capital – blazingly hot and and drippingly humid. I was counting beer bottle caps in the desk drawer of my private investigation firm’s office when she walked in. Tall, blond, and all dolled up. I’ll just call her “The Skirt.”
“Aren’t you a little warm in that wooly green dinosaur get-up?” she started.
“Liquid cooled, sweetheart,” I countered immediately. As if I hadn’t heard that question before. But maybe not from quite such a dame. With her around, though, I could sense that my temperature gauge was kicking in.