Or costumers, as that would be....I met this ho-hum group of self outcasting beatnics at a house call yesterday.
Depressing, isn't it? A neighbour called to complain. And boy, was she on the money....I've never seen such a sad sack od slow singing sleuths in my LIFE! But nothing ol' Cap'n Groovy can't fix.....a direct dose of my Farout Magic Dust and they were happier than clams!
Just what the doctor ordered! The Doctor of Love, that is.....
Until next time Groovsters and Groovsterettes!
Captain Groovy is out!
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