For some reason, Turd has decided he wants in our little band. He insists he can play the drum, and had Pickles convinced we’d make more money have a ghost. I have to admit, he might have a point. How many buskers have their own ghost?
The problem is, he’s not very good. He’s trying – really hard, but still. He needs to be able to tap out a better rhythm before we let him in.
Uncle Joe thinks it’s a great idea. Mom thinks he’s up to something. I hope not. But with Turd – anything is possible.
Pickles and Piper Mysteries 