A blistering August sun blast minus the Brooklyn bank robbery of 1972.
HEATWAVE TRIVIA LINK: http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/08/22/a-wife-recalls-her-estranged-husbands-1972-failed-bank-robbery/?_php=true&_type=blogs&_r=0
And then he went to visit her hubby and his (meaning Jane's) dead pal demonologist, Ed Warren. But Why? Um, duh… he needed his usual lunch-hour exorcism - and also Jane needed some spare change (machines only take quarters) to do dirty laundry.
Folks had been piling change on Ed's grave site all year long.
- 'All outta socks again?' asked (interrogated) Lorraine, Ed's only living/loving wife.
- 'Ummm, Yes ma'am. That sounds 'bout right. Hey, after I eat sumthin' can I take a nap with your possessed Raggedy Ann doll !?'
-'No. Can you please explain why you decided to come visit Ed at lunch time?' asked Lorraine. "I had wanted to finish my afternoon nap.'
- 'Lorraine, because I'm on-location and I'm hungry As Hell.'
- Oh, Hell no! Be Gone! Now! Go! Demonic grave robber !!
- 'Sure. After I finish doin' my laundry I'll go away ! I'll leave. I'll split (and haunt you on later, forever after),' chuckled Jane. In tongues, and in backward Latin. He did this, also, just for the HELL OF IT...
