BY: FRITZ VON LUDWIGSLUST
CHAPTER TWO
Nigel and Devin were the names of the two sons born to vicious little town gossip Darian... and just like Momma (a rumour spreading myna bird), her boys turned out no different. They learned all the tricks of the trade on creating and spreading false and slanderous rumours about anyone within eye shot, even including their closest "friends". The boys however could not stand each other. Both were overweight, effete and passive-agressive and were prone to brawls right outside on their front porch, in the streets and under the shady, norway maples around their house. Hissy fit fests occurred with kicking each others feet and scratching and slapping each other. The height of these tiffs was the masculine feat of spitting on one another as they called each other names. These mini cat fights continued into later years as well.
True to life... the life of a typical two-faced, hypocritical gossip, these perpetrators of defaming people were actually almost always guilty of the same acts and behavior that they put the unfortunate victims of their evil mouths on trial for.
Darian was no exception to the rule and her oldest son was her most vile counterpart. Unbelievably no one seemed to catch on to this wicked family's "party-line" of horrid defamation. Together they hurt many innocent people. The Duo had a knack for finding "soft targets" and innocent empaths to victimize. They kept vomitting cocktails of vicious rumours onto anyone who would listen, with no reprocussions -at least not yet- not until Karma would kick in one day.
Eventually the oldest son went "into" the service where he made a successful career of "dropping the soap" on ships from Australia to South America and all ""around the world"... literally. He earned the nick name of "Tugboat". He soon married a gullible young woman who knew nothing of his "other side". The marriage which surprisingly produced two children was on the rocks from day one and ended after bitter years of counseling and court. The marriage had been a sham and a cover-up for Mommas boy. It became apparent that Darian's boy was spending way too much time at night at all of the most popular truck stops in eastern Pennsylvania, going by the name "Wayne". The news got to Momma D (via gossip?) and she disinherited her former gossip partner. Her other son inherited everything after the big D dropped dead in her favorite easy chair with the phone to her ear, a whiskey sour in one hand and a butt in the other.
Years later after his mother passed on and having not spoken to his brother for almost a decade, Devin was conned by a fifteen years younger "free spirit" named Sierra from a trailer park in Ohio who quickly liquidated (and pocketed) all of his cash flow and assets.
Darians disgraced oldest boy now travels the country from job to job site and spends all of his free time "inspecting" the local truck stops. "Need a lube job?" "Fill your tank buddy?" "Need your brakes aligned, tires rotated, dip stick checked pal?" His former wife and children have not seen or spoken to him in over ten years. Yes, Karma can be a bitch.
To be continued...
CHAPTER TWO
Nigel and Devin were the names of the two sons born to vicious little town gossip Darian... and just like Momma (a rumour spreading myna bird), her boys turned out no different. They learned all the tricks of the trade on creating and spreading false and slanderous rumours about anyone within eye shot, even including their closest "friends". The boys however could not stand each other. Both were overweight, effete and passive-agressive and were prone to brawls right outside on their front porch, in the streets and under the shady, norway maples around their house. Hissy fit fests occurred with kicking each others feet and scratching and slapping each other. The height of these tiffs was the masculine feat of spitting on one another as they called each other names. These mini cat fights continued into later years as well.
True to life... the life of a typical two-faced, hypocritical gossip, these perpetrators of defaming people were actually almost always guilty of the same acts and behavior that they put the unfortunate victims of their evil mouths on trial for.
Darian was no exception to the rule and her oldest son was her most vile counterpart. Unbelievably no one seemed to catch on to this wicked family's "party-line" of horrid defamation. Together they hurt many innocent people. The Duo had a knack for finding "soft targets" and innocent empaths to victimize. They kept vomitting cocktails of vicious rumours onto anyone who would listen, with no reprocussions -at least not yet- not until Karma would kick in one day.
Eventually the oldest son went "into" the service where he made a successful career of "dropping the soap" on ships from Australia to South America and all ""around the world"... literally. He earned the nick name of "Tugboat". He soon married a gullible young woman who knew nothing of his "other side". The marriage which surprisingly produced two children was on the rocks from day one and ended after bitter years of counseling and court. The marriage had been a sham and a cover-up for Mommas boy. It became apparent that Darian's boy was spending way too much time at night at all of the most popular truck stops in eastern Pennsylvania, going by the name "Wayne". The news got to Momma D (via gossip?) and she disinherited her former gossip partner. Her other son inherited everything after the big D dropped dead in her favorite easy chair with the phone to her ear, a whiskey sour in one hand and a butt in the other.
Years later after his mother passed on and having not spoken to his brother for almost a decade, Devin was conned by a fifteen years younger "free spirit" named Sierra from a trailer park in Ohio who quickly liquidated (and pocketed) all of his cash flow and assets.
Darians disgraced oldest boy now travels the country from job to job site and spends all of his free time "inspecting" the local truck stops. "Need a lube job?" "Fill your tank buddy?" "Need your brakes aligned, tires rotated, dip stick checked pal?" His former wife and children have not seen or spoken to him in over ten years. Yes, Karma can be a bitch.
To be continued...
Damn. Talk about battery acid. But its soooooooo good
ReplyDeleteThat apple fell on the other side of the road and rotted upon impact. Written with intensity and gusto...another home run!
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