Why, then, you’re wondering, did I call Don back and agree to go on the trip with him? Someone lit a fire under me. And that someone was Conk and Conky Pingle. They dragged me into an alley and lit a fire under me. They said that if I didn’t pay them the money I owed them, they would put a device on my head. “What kind of device?” I said. Not a device, they said, a vise.
