“If anyone’s the jinx, it’s me,” Lois let out a sigh. “No matter which story I try to cover it always ends in a big front-page piece with at least one person threatening to kill me.”
Dog show.
LOIS: Been there. Discovered a pony smuggling ring in the back of the dog show. Got thrown *off* one of the ponies. Got a page one out of it.
Obituaries:
LOIS: *Really*? Resurrection ring any bells?
Fashion column:
LOIS: Cat almost killed me when I critiqued her…dress.