Friday, January 05, 2007
New Beginning 180
Heh. I seen that look you give me. Hell, my age, I seen it a hundred times. You're thinking, "Old coot, what's he know?" Yeah, that's written all over your face. "Who's he to be making himself boss? Who put him in charge?"
Pass me them bullets, son.
I'll tell you who put me in charge--me, that's who. Good thing I did, too, or you four would be chewed-up lunchmeat on the sidewalk, and you know it. You find any gasoline for that chainsaw, girl? No? Well what good's a chainsaw gonna do you with no gasoline?
Hold this for a minute. I gotta hitch up my pants.
Thank you kindly, son. Appreciate you not trying any funny business with that gun. I reckon you got to learn to use 'em sooner or later, but now ain't the time to experiment, you know what I'm saying? Now, when we get outta this here drug store we'll suit you all up with a coupla rifles, maybe some propane torches.
My husband leaned into me and whispered, "When do you think he'll stop talking?"
"I don't know. I thought he was just going to give us a smiley-face sticker when I stopped."
"He's loading your purse with licorice jelly beans."
"Oh my god, there go his pants again. You know, I just wanted to look for a new shower curtain on the way home."
"I told you it wasn't safe to go to Walmart after Christmas."
Opening: acd.....Continuation: Pacatrue