Chapter 9

• Author: DeeZy (---.midrivers.com)
• Verified User: davidzackus
• Date Posted: 05-09-07 15:31

This was supposed to land down at the bottom, but the army’s having its way with me today!

Chapter NINE!

Longing for the summer weather, DeeZy pulls out a stalk of celery and sets it on top of his VW bus. "Here ya go, sky," he says, as he tilts it northwards, toward the Moccasin Mountains.

A warm breeze coats him in a wave of ectasical porpotions. Drowning a sea of goosebumps is always a good feeling. Dave wonders if a stand for his moped is really all that necessary. Pondering a kick-stand instead, he walks over and gives his bike a good kick. Kicking it in the belly, he shows that moped who’s boss.

Time for a ride. Straddling Jenny, or Bobby Sue, or whatever her name is today; DeeZy heads for town. He could use a swift belt, so he pulls into the friendly Tavern for a candilike Heineken. Wetting his bowels, he throws his hair back for another jump off the curb.
Wanting to maybe check on his great little whale friend, Dave decides he better give him a driveby.

What? No water in the pool? Where’s Flad? Oh well, things like this take care of themselves all the time, so DeeZy just keeps on riding, and completely forgets all about the stupid little whale.
Out for a Spring Creek ride, Dave leans forward. Then he leans back, and decides to end this little chapter, cause he meets a couple of hot blondees on the creek’s trail and pulls over for a quick taste. That "taste" turns into a barrage of two full blown meals, so there’s not much of any interesting stuff to describe about that. Pulling a hair out of his teeth, DeeZy mounts up and brings it on home.

The End.