On ..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 11 " John Kline as " The hero", Death and olives over onions.."

... these hard time's. I am re-running thing's in case you missed it the first time...Enjoy.

Day 10...

Jesus stank like a dog. A junk yard dog stank.
Jesus said : " eeeeeoooo... Your smellin' a little ripe there Jesus ." To himself.

The food had run out day's ago and none of the crew was paying much attention to Jesus. Like a little child screaming " I WANT A BLOOOOODY PORSCHE NOOOOOOWWWWWWWW !!!!!!!!!!. "

Jesus said : " I never wanted a Porsche, huh, how demeaning....now a 63' Mustang , now there was a car...." he said to himself....

Jesus said: " No hope , no dope, and no other exit more than this..." he said. Putting his bony, grimy hand on the handle..." OK, I will be talked about and humiliated for this forever"...Whined Jesus. " Man, Death will be the most cruel..." So there we all sat, in the all enveloping arms of family and friends, drunk and laughing ...Oh how many memories pour into my mind..? it was like reliving my childhood...Warren and I ,poking at dead things like we used to in the good 'ol days..
OH, and THEN there was Jesus !!! refused to get outta the van for 11 days, well he stunk like a junk yard dog, Yes He Did... HA!!!! and THE LITTLE DEARS WERE 1000 YEARS OLD; the poor things, AN !!!!!
HAVE NO TEETH HA!!!!!!!!!!! not one in their precious heads..." Jesus thought, hand on the door handle. Jesus opens the door...


Venus " whom caused all this really" said: " Man! Lookie over there will y'all... Jesus is rising...

Death said: " Well this should be an interesting afternoon after all..HEY Jesus, wouldn't be so kind as to wait ohhh about 10 minutes..Yeah there by the van, I wanna make us all some Vodka martini's ... You know, wouldn't want to NOT have a drink in my hand for this one... what ?
...hummm? martini's ! Cool and deadly... you know ...One is not enough and three is too many...comeoooooonnnn, OK HEY Jesus!!! Wait...

Little Moco's herd the click before Meirdina, and gave the agreed to signal : three short, one long and wheezing sound...
They started the run towards the van, saw Jesus , all skinny and pale, Mierdina growled..." Growl...grrrrrrrr...growlllll.."

Domingo said: " The brother has lost some weight and meditated on the fear and worked thru it man, a little I never say no, I say " Thank you " chant and...

Death interrupted: Blah blah blah...Listen...shut your mouth...Zipp! That's a chap, Now come with me I need help mixing, you like one olive or two...? I love three It's sooo Humphrey Bogart, No ?..."

Domingo said : " Well huuh, I like those little onions really and..."
And Death said " YeeeeH, Onions ? You really know how to thoroughly destroy one of the greatest inventions known to man...Cretin..come on...Jesus is freaked and I wouldn't miss this for the world !!! Just Think, Years of stories Of Jesus and the toothless poodles !!! Ha!!! that's funny as hell !!! " Slapping Domingo on the back. Domingo winced...

Dave said: " I'm gonna fire up the barbecue...Whattya all say to a little Dave's ultra hot
Red Klingon flaming death pig ribs and and nice watercress salad with pine nuts and basil...??MMmMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmMMMMMMM. " To the gaping watery mouthed crew...

Jesus herd the click of the door lock, and gave the necessary " Lift up and to the right ",
push. The door to salvation, a hot bath and Jesus thought he'd herd fragment of " Flaming Klingon ribs " oh man, I hope their cow ribs.. I love that sauce..." said Jesus, staring at the spot where there didn't used to be light, seeping threw the just cracked door...

Little Moco' reached the van first and busted out with the loudest wheeze he could muster to alert Mierdina that the escape root was cut, and the plan " X " was in motion...Jesus had no way out
" Got ya trapped like the rat bastard you are... HEE Hee HEE Grrrr- wheezzz...

John Kline stood a bit behind the old sticker bush tree, and watched Meirdina, and said " Gotta do something about por fuckin' wacked out Jesus. Brother's a mess...", so he did...


to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level
C 2008 spl " On ..."The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death "
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Death and Dave's kitchen

" ...Your bringing me down with that tune stop !!! "
" What ???? "
" Thats " The Death march" your humming, no ? "
" No."
"...your not humming ? "
" HUH ? "
"...another beer ? "
" Yeah.... "

Death waited in the kitchen. He was reading an ad for the Eroski market
and commenting on what a good price they were asking for a glassed
topped diningroom table, with 6 mathching chairs....
" What ? The chairs are glass topped too ? ", Death laughed....
" Oh ! and a small rug as a gift...Hummmmm ", Death read on...
" Maybe it's time to paint the diningroom...", Death thought, turning to
the hardware section...
Dave enters the kitchen.
" !!! BLUE !!! Satin finish ?. No matte, with white trim !!! Yes !..." thought Death...

" Your pretty good at painting diningrooms eh Dave ? ",  said Death, looking around Dave's kitchen.
Dave looked worried comparing paint chips at Eroski's with Death...

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death "

Death waited in line with 19 others.
" ...Busy day at the bank... ", thought Death,
looking towards the blond lady 

standing by the window with her little poodle.

" love those little dogs...well except two

Lil' Moco and Meirdina...

disgusting little beasts..."
The line moved slowly.
Death looked at his watch.
" Isn't that Death up there ahead...? " Shelia asked Dave.
" Why Yes!. I think it is... Death! Hey Death!!!..." shouted Dave.
" Damn! it's that annoying Dave Kline...", thought Death.
For some reason Death agreed to have drinks 

at Valentine's . Valentines was dark. Death liked dark.
Death would not show up...
"You just wait for me there Dave..." waved Death.

 " Can't stand that guy... It's good to be Death...",

said Death to himself, 

handing his American Express over the counter 

to the attractive teller... " Deella "
" Excuse me?" asked the attractive teller.
" Er- Ahh- Yes . Right. Right-Errr.... is that the right card ?

  Yes , ahh.... Yes it is ...", stammered Death, smiling.
" Yes", said the attractive teller to Death, smiling.....

Dave and Sheila waited at Meson Valentine,

"... Now where on earth could that wacky guy be Shelia ? ",

asked Dave...

It was the brightest light she had ever seen, 

Shelia told the guy's in the white coats.

as they loaded her into the ambulance...

Dave was nowhere to be found...

" DAVE !!! OH DAVE !!!! Lava enema time !!!...DAVE ??? ".

Shouted  Klaus, a friend of Death's down in,

well y'all know where...

Be well todo mundo.
J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death"
©jpl2008

" A Normal Guy Named Death " part 4 an final

25.08.07
Uvieu,España

" ....Your bringing me down with that tune, Stop! "
" What ? "
" Thats " The Death march" your humming...No? "
" No."
"...Huh."
"...Another beer...?"
".. Yeah."

Death waited in the kitchen.
He read an ad from the Eroski Store and commented on " what a good price "
they asked for a glassed topped diningroom table " with 6 chairs..."
" And a 4x5 floor rug as a gift !!" smiled Death.
Turning the page...Death thought " maybe it is time to paint the livingroom...?'".
The ad read " READY FOR A CHANGE ???"
" Huh, READY FOR A CHANGE DAVE ???" smirked Death.
Dave enters the kitchen... " You want a Miller or a Bud Hon...?
Death Rolled his eyes " Bud or Miller..."
" When i'm finished here ...YES ! I'll paint the walls light blue, and the trim a cool white....
maybe i should change the curtins too...hummmmm." Thought Death putting down
the ad for the Eroski Stores....

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
(Jlevel77@yahoo.com)
" A Normal Guy Named Death"
©jlevel2007

" A Normal Guy Named Death..." Part 1

22.08.07
Uvieu,España

Cutting onions for the " Tacos ala Death"
Death hummed... " Its a small world after all-it's a small small world...".
Guests were comming.
" I hope theres enough for 8...", Death thought.
He peeled another onion.

Outside

Dave and the gang were just pullin' up.
Nobody had a clue...Parking the mini-van, a Dodge Astro.
" Huh!. They don't have a clue..." said Death, smiling.
...It's a small world after all- it's a small small world...
Hummed Death, brushing the onion skins into the trash.
Death noticed a scratch on the white marble counter.
" I can probably sand that out verrrry carefully....hummm...",thought Death.
The doorbell boinked...BOINK!BOINK!
Death cringed.
" Thats the last doorbell i buy from that shop on Pine...Well, "
Death straightend a dolily...
" Showtime" Death said, reaching for the door.


Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
(jlevel77@yahoo.com)
"A normal guy named Death"
©j.level2007