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I'm really tired of making up titles. by mrs. johnson 04/28/2003, 4:29am PDT I am on my way out of town. The debts I had run up were piling up and certain people were getting more and more anxious. I decided to leave before the place got too hot for my liking. I had no car as I used it as collateral to bet on the Tax Bill. Let me explain. Certain private parties have a microphone on the floor of the Senate and the House of Representatives. They listen in on all the sessions and make bets. Any kind. It’s sort of like a casino. They lounge around this bar with a lot of expensive stereo equipment and make bets. I got access, and so I bet that a certain Tax Bill would pass that day. It didn’t. I lost my car. So here I am. Twenty miles outside of D.C., my thumb up in the air, and not a car to be seen. It’s twilight. Sort of warm. I got one back full of my possessions and about three hundred bucks on me. That’s it. Who needs more, right? Well that’s fine. Here come headlights. I strain my arm a bit and stretch out my thumb farther. It’s starting to ache a little. The car slows down next to me and I get in. It’s a Buick, coffee colored with an old woman driving it. ”Hello.” She says. I nod and thank her. “Where are you going?” “Anywhere you want lady. I’ve got no place to go, but any place other than that town behind us is fine.” “Oh, that’s fine with me. I like companions. You look like such a nice young man.” She glances at me with a smile. I smile back. “It’s a gift.” I say. “Usually gets me in more trouble than you think it would.” “What sort of trouble?” She asks. “Well, when I was a kid for instance. I look a lot younger than I actually am. No hair on my cheeks, so all the boys used to try to pick on me. I guess it’s sort of a blessing. I learned how to fight pretty early on.” “Oh dear. I’ve never been in a fight. I suppose it makes sense since I’m a woman.” ”Well, these days women fight almost as much as men. It’s just less vicious, but they sure as hell keep vendettas better. Believe me. You should feel lucky. A fight is nothing to look forward to.” “I don’t know, dear. I’ve seen men really riled up after a fight. Their eyes ablaze and their blood almost shining. Adrenaline I suppose. I just wish I could have once felt what my husband felt after a fight.” “It’s not really a positive feeling unless you’re some sort of sadist.” This old woman wasn’t talking like any other old woman I had ever met. “What happened to your husband?” She suddenly seemed to sadden. “He died a couple of days ago back in D.C. Cancer.” “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” Now I felt like shit for asking. “Oh it’s alright. We all have to die sometime. We were still in love though. I tell you, even though we were no longer capable of having sexual intercourse, I could feel it. Strange though. His last words were, ‘More light!’” The sun had just finished setting in front of us and the old woman put the visor back into place. “Hmm, not sure what that means. Was it dark? Maybe he wanted to see you better before he went.” I said. “Hmm, maybe. It was sort of dark….” In this manner, we spent three days talking and traveling. I related my whole life to her and she did the same. The Grand Canyon was only a few hundred yards in front of us, when she suddenly stopped the car. “You might want to get out.” She said softly. “Why? Did I do something to insult you?” “No, you’re a good boy. This is as far as I can take you though.” Without any more arguing, I stepped out of the car and thanked her. As soon as I slammed the door, she took off and picked up speed. She continued to speed up and broke through the thin rail post that separated the road from the chasm. Her Buick sailed over and was gone. the mrs.

I'm really tired of making up titles. by mrs. johnson 04/28/2003, 4:29am PDT     Hmmm by Senor Barborito 04/28/2003, 4:52am PDT         Re: Hmmm by mrs. johnson 04/28/2003, 12:52pm PDT     Re: I'm really tired of making up titles. by FOF 04/28/2003, 5:42am PDT         Jackoff, finish Super Monkey Ball again just STOP POSTING THIS SHIT NT by Binxx the xxxxtic 04/28/2003, 8:52am PDT         Re: I'm really tired of making up titles. by mrs. johnson 04/28/2003, 12:54pm PDT