Fritz Funkenbothum

Fritz Funkenbothum was a mess.

He had moved to Florida, the land of perpetual sunshine, bugs, gnats, unbelievable humidity, swamps, marshes, and huge alligators, seven years ago after his breakup with Mitzy Dumbkin, a two timing lass who was only concerned for herself, and didn’t know the meaning of commitment. Nothing was right in Fritz’s life and had not been for quite sometime, well maybe never.

The job he was promised fell through shortly after his move to Florida, the move to start a new life all over again.

Fritz had a history of finding and losing jobs and his longevity at any one of th...