A couple of odd organizations involving the elderly residents of High Towers in T-Ville are plotting to hoard…something, and store it…somewhere. They think their activities in this regard may be illegal, but necessary.
Someone falls down an elevator shaft at the towers and dies. Accidentally? Or on purpose? The Bright Lights and Cataract Club and the Presbyopians of America are not necessarily all they seem to be. (And they can't necessarily see all they mean to be.)
To get the other residents of T-Ville out of town and out of the way the day the "product" is delivered, word goes out about the 75th Annual Flounder Flats Festival being held that day. Most residents attend, even though they've never heard of this festival before. Most are unaware of severe weather headed their way, or that the festival is in a swamp. Swamps are bad places for festivals and parking lots. Things tend to sink.
For no good reason, everyone starts to worry about being gobbled up by a ravenous space creature. Uncle Bert insists repeatedly that there is NO space creature in the story, but as often happens, the characters in the story may know more than the narrator.
Breaking the fourth wall once again, it's a Strange Uncle Bert story that will be sure to keep you laughing!