...Dawn puttered around the kitchen waiting
for Venus "who caused all this really" to wake up.
Dawn dried the martini glasses.
Dawn scrubbed the barbecue grill with a metal scrubby.
Meirdina sat watching Dawn, thinking of lil' Mocos
and that rat bastard Jesus. They had run away you know...
"...I know I could drive that Dodge of Warren's..." thought Meirdina.
There, laid out acrossed the foot of Venus " who caused all this really's " bed was
a satin bowling shirt from Dawn's vast collection of nearly 40 years .
She had been a champion down at Stockton lanes. Her team was called
" Death's 5 ", " after my Husbands father..." she said,
it had it's desired effect, as intended.
"... and you shoulda seen the big Carol Mores face...
" You SHOULD be a bit nervous, Carol...", Dawn had giggled telling the story.
Through her blurry hung over vision, the light burned holes into her brain...
" arrrrg!! I don't have hang over's CHRIST !!!, oops sorry Jesus, I have regrets...my head...
...and what the fuckin' hell is that ???? ", eyes landing on the shiny pink
animal at the foot of her bed. " ...Oh fucking hell, it's a bowling shirt..."
getting up and crawling towards it. " No. No bloody way. That smell...
those people... Frickin' mutants, all hittin' on me... Hell the last time I went to a bowlin'
alley, ummmm- now where the mother fuck was thaat ???? OOOH , it was with Domingo
in Memphis... man did they beat the dog shit outta poor Domingo... Nope. Aint' goin'
can't make me..." said Venus " who caused all this really ".
And it was then when Dawn entered the room... and Dawn said,
" Mornin' sweetheart, now you get your got damn drunk ass outta that bed and git yourself dressed honey
we's a goin' down ta Stockton lanes, it's ladies league!!!!! Now you git up. Here have some coffee
and here, smoke this... god you look a mess, damn city so it be...Damned city done ate you alive girl..."
And Venus " who caused all this really " said : " thank you very much Dawn....pulling the covers over her head.
Meirdina sat in the front seat of Warren's Dodge.
scanning the insturment panel. Taking it all in.
" can't be so hard if Death can drive this beast..." said Mierdina, jumping up
putting both of her front paws on the steering wheel, " Varrroooomm....Varroooom
I could drive this beast to Denver, no problem...", she said...
be well todo mundo,
J.level
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