Text 14005, 72 rader
Skriven 2005-10-02 10:09:08 av Roy Witt (1:1/22)
  Kommentar till text 13993 av David Drummond (1:275/311)
Ärende: David's Story
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02 Oct 05 07:07, SHANNON TALLEY wrote to David Drummond:


 DD>> Perhaps they are no better than the USAian version, and consider me
 DD>> a "harmless stumbling drunk". What a perfect disguise.....

 ST> These were the last words he said that day, because as he muttered
 ST> that last sentence, he fell face first onto the ground in a pile of
 ST> his own vomit and went wistfully to sleep.  He didn't have any need
 ST> to count sheep that night, as it had been awhile since his last dose
 ST> of cialas.

 ST> In a haze of cheap wine, he slept peacefully.  People stepped over
 ST> and around him as they walked the streets of the city and continued
 ST> their lives. Some glanced at David and noted the problems of society
 ST> and it's inability to deal with the homeless, others didn't even
 ST> notice as they were completely self absorbed in their own lives.

 ST> Out of a small corner of a building, a mouse emerged looking for a
 ST> morsel of food.  Hunger overcame the need for self preservation, and
 ST> so the mouse walked on the sidewalk amidst the crowd of people on
 ST> their way to work and their daily lives.  It found David and smelled
 ST> food, crumbs perhaps. He crawled up to David's jacket and smelled in
 ST> one of the pockets and then noted the vomit on the ground, "food".
 ST> He was saved.  He quickly crawled to the area near David's face where
 ST> the pile of vomit was most apparent and began picking through it,
 ST> looking for something edible.

 ST> One of the passers by was a young woman on her way to pick up her
 ST> mother for some grocery shopping. She saw the mouse and screamed
 ST> rather loudly. She was terrified of mice, and had been since she
 ST> found a field mouse her bed when she was six years old.  Her scream
 ST> was loud enough to draw the attention of the others in the crowd and
 ST> as the people closest to her saw what she was looking at, they began
 ST> to point at David and the mouse.

 ST> (Roy -- care to write in a segment and pass it on to someone else?)

Realizing that he was now the point of attention, panicking, the little
mouse ran back to the comfort of his nest.

Meanwhile, in his stupor, Drummond looks up at the crowd, who by now has
grown in size. Looking around, he says; "You're sure a fugly bunch of
sheep. I wouldn't bugger any of you without another dose of viagra and a
bottle of Thunderbird, first."

The crowd, now in a frenzie and not happy with the Drummies attitude,
begin spitting on him, booing and kicking him. One person manages to get
his foot caught in Drummies ass and before he could remove it, Drummie
shouts; "PLEASE PAUL, PULL IT OUT, IT'S TIGHTER THAN USUAL!!". The man
with his foot caught in Drummies ass, loosens the shoe strings and pulls
his foot from the shoe. Drummie then slithers off to the alley, where he
has stored his stash of wine and gulps from a bottle. Finding his own
vomit has soaked his shirt, drummie begins the tedious task of licking all
off.

"Ahh, lunch." says Drummie. "Now I can use that quarter I was saving and
buy another bottle of Thunderbird." And he slithers off to the liquor
store. Maybe someday he'll be able to raise himself from the gutter and
be able to crawl on his hands and knees, but first he needs another toke
on that bottle of wine.

<Next>


Roy

 Galloping out of the darkeness to take up the cause of law and order
 throughout the West comes the legendary figure of Straight Arrow!

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