Showing posts with label Misty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Misty. Show all posts

Friday, February 24, 2012

Derrick, Not a Creature was Stirring Not even a

"Misty did what?" Derrick awoke from his half comotose setting and sat straight up in his leather plush sofa as he had overhead a message on his machine, that said that Misty got her momentum back and was putting on a hot little dance.



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"oh, no she di -n't" said Derrick half to himself.  He looked around, knowing his glass of Alaze was somewhere, but half knowing this morning it was all black coffee or nothing.  He got up and half screamed at the leftover bile on the sofa.  " Pud-giiiiiiiiieeeeee". Pudd-giieeeeeeeeee bring your a@# over here right now and clean this shi% up would you?" Pudge just walked in, smoothed his shirt down, and told Derrick his messages.  I told you NEVER to answer my phone." Derrick's regaling would go on forever if Pudgie didn't think of something to distract him. We'd better going, said Pudgie in a half whisper.


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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Eating her curds and Whey....

Vila had made the whole lot of Misty's crew egg rolls. 

"Here she comes" said Misty, giving her a side hug and knowing that without this sweet old friend at the turn of every page in her life, misty would be in the projects once again.

She came full handed with two Tupperware containers thickly filled with egg rolls made of cabbage and chicken. The dancers looked on with pitiful faces.

 "Where did this girl come from?" Some murmured "don't ya' all know? This is Misty's colleague?"

 Misty looked at the swarming dancers and shivered with gratitude, their faces swelling.  "Where was Eman when you needed him?  "

"I'd take these egg rolls, any day, to Eman's cooking," misty grinned with such satiety, grabbing an egg roll and inhaling it.

 "No, you go ahead, you got your egg rolls,sugar cookies, in a bag, and chips for one day only," and a laugh escaped the dancers throat,  and  vila's brother was helping himself dig in.

 "This is for one day only", so eat up, he stammered, between mouth fulls of egg rolls, barely making it into his mouth.




Misty was half enjoying this break up of routine, and there was no stopping food and their dancers.

"Try some tri-color drink."

The big punch bowl was filled with wormy lookin' gummies of different colors chilling at the bottom of this drink.

 "Now, Vila how do you have time to make tri-color?"  asked Misty.  "Don't worry about that." said Vila.  Her modesty charmed Misty every time. She gave with her whole heart, and the giving entering their bodies right now, would make for great recovery, thought Misty.


Earlier post on Misty

http://trincarl07.blogspot.com/2011/05/detectives.html

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