" You be a wantin' ham wit dat der sweetcakes ? "
Doris , the waitress, squeaked to Jesus, whom had the " face of horror "
as it would be told years later by a smirking Death,
" You should have seen the look on his angelic Jewish face..
You be a wantin' ham wit dat der sweet cakes ???!!! Ha !!! "
Jesus would cring, and smile nervously. Angelically, but nervously...
The freak show stops on that side of the Louisiana / Texas border
" Laaaaaaaak Charrrrrrrrrles, The Valley of the Shadow of Death "
a beaming Death announced... Swingin the van into Dawn's Bayou cafe....
Death, swooning with memories, orders fat pancakes
with grits and bacon, ham, biscuit's, orange juice and coffee...
" ...and you'd be bringin' me those " drippin's there too, Hon-ey..."
squeaked Death to Doris, whom was feeling a little chill,
pulled her sweater over her ample southern shoulder...
" Ahhh, OK...??? " she squeeked , a look of awe and worry crosses
the chubby cheeks of Doris, a devout catholic.
Domingo, Dave , John Kline and Venus " whom caused all this really "
all too ordered pork based products, and eggs, wheat toast and
" ...with blackberry jam..AND HEY THERE DORIS ! ..." growled Venus
" Whom caused all this really"
" ..and not that shit without the seeds... (mean stare) I love the seedy stuff "
Venus " whom caused all this really " giggled...
Jesus looked out the window at the scummy bayou reflecting
rainbows of sheeny oily muck and wondered...
" you be a wantin' ham wit dat..."... God ."
...The dog streched, scratched his butt
and climbed into the passenger seat. He
looked out the window at Jesus, scanning
the merky goo of a national treasure...and too wondering
"..Huh, whats next ?..."
" So..." chomped Death, " whos up for alittle tragic Death Family history -chomp- hummmm ? "
" Oh -chomp- mannnn, no. Man why are you always -chomp - so heavy mannnnn ", chompt Dave
"....here we go..." chomped John Kline
" Lay it on us motherfucker !!! -chomp - gory stuff ? er what ? Bet-ter be
pretty fu-ckin' -chomp - gory to impress me brother -chomp -
pass the salt will ya Dave - chomp_ that's a luv..." chomped Venus " whom caused all this really ".
...and Domingo, the voice of reason...,
" ...My fine brother Death, we are all with you in your pain...
Lay it on us brother... I never say no, I say thank you... Everybody !!!
" You really - chomp - suffer some " special defects ", Domingo, my dear old friend..."
They eat and Death told stories of his childhood...
"...and all of a sudden Little Timmy got so mad, I had to turn him into
a lawn dwarf... oh we laughed and laughed...Uh, no.... I laughed...
Little Timmy was, well, a lawn dwarf after all , and their made of concrete you know,
and don't REALLY laugh.... er- ah, well, you know what I'm gettin' at...So..."
This went on until Warren, the owner of "Dawns Bayu cafe " came out with
a bat, and asking nicely enough, the Freak show pays the bill
" Huh, 22.50, for 6 , not bad, eh Death ? " said Jesus.
" Your name is Death ?...." asked Warren of Death.
"... Death, from The Camaron Parish Death's...? Well I'll be got damnt !!!!!
I'm Warren, your second cousin on your mothers side!!! ! Well I'll be Got damnt!!!
Dawn !! DAWNNNNNN!! come a runnin' !!!! It's Death. Oh wow!!!
My cousin Death's here all the way from Californi !!! Well I be got damnt !!!!..."
screeched Warren...
" Who the fuck is this abnormal dick head...Your cousin..? Christ ! oh, sorry Jesus..."
said Venus " whom caused all this really ".
Plans were made to go to the house with Warren and Dawn.
Death was giddy with excitement...
" My cousin Warren...wow! " wowed Death.
Jesus sighed, he was remembering the last time they saw
Warren...apparently Death had forgotten....
" ..The Freak show continues !!!!!!! " announced Death,
puttin' the van into first
and lettin out the clutch....
to be continued.....
be well todo mundo...
Marco, J.P.L.and J.G.L thanks for the words..
no, I'm fine. No, really...
J.Level
Foto: B.L
"The Freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"
©spl2007
