Trash Inspection 9

"Jeez, who eats this much Spam anyway?" Agent Bushel tore open another garbage sack.

"Keep your voice down." Agent Furlong pushed something brown and glistening aside with the tip of a pen. "We don't want to wake him 'til we got something solid."

"There's nothing solid in these sacks," Bushel said. "Look at what he eats. This guy must look like one of those hairless Egyptian cats that yawned and accidentally swallowed a hippopotamus."

"Quit whining, we haven't got all night."

"Okay, what about th...