A hickworm story (For semper.)
Sept 11, 2010 20:34:15 GMT -5
Post by peanutpie on Sept 11, 2010 20:34:15 GMT -5
A chevy pickup truck on cement blocks was the first thing that the hickworms loved. The hickworms names, Semper and Ree, got into the flea infested teal blue 1957 chevy and turned on the engine, which sounded rather lackluster. But, honestly, the hickworms didn’t care a lick. Poppa was finally letting them go to the Gas n’ mart to pick up some sour gummy worms and a bottle of Kesha (you see, now, KE$HA had just now hit Hickworm county, and that line about brushing your teeth just made slang round these parts for a bottle of jack.) for Poppa’s migranes. Poppa usually didn’t have migraines, but who cared, they were to get some sour gummy worms if it killed them.
So, they finally parked on the dirt road and walked into the convience store turned town store, and saw half the town in it, about ten people browsing the shelves. Most of them were related to Ree and Semper, so the hickworms grabbed their items and checked out, talking in their accents that were heavily influenced by the southern drawl, except for in a more unintelligated way (Ok, are the hickworms sounding homeschooled or is that just me?) Anyway, Billy Joe, the mayor of Cloverdale, Texas, crossed the street to the trailer park and hopped into his fancy car (the newest ford in the whole county. The thing had mud flaps and a gun rack built into the back seat. It was the best thing since sliced bread) and drove to the saloon about a half hour off the Hickworm county line.
The hickworms needed something fun to do. They needed to. So, they decided to blow the whole town of Cloverdale Texas to the ground (which wouldn’t be that hard, really) So they took the leftover fireworks from the last fourth of july and bundled them together, then lighting the place on fire, sending the mayors house (The best one in all of Cloverdale, with two port-o-potties outside! And an indoor plumbing inside!) Into flames. Before the Gas n’ mart caught on fire, they grabbed spam and a thing of gummy worms and drove away, screaming out the window.
How hickwormish.
So, they finally parked on the dirt road and walked into the convience store turned town store, and saw half the town in it, about ten people browsing the shelves. Most of them were related to Ree and Semper, so the hickworms grabbed their items and checked out, talking in their accents that were heavily influenced by the southern drawl, except for in a more unintelligated way (Ok, are the hickworms sounding homeschooled or is that just me?) Anyway, Billy Joe, the mayor of Cloverdale, Texas, crossed the street to the trailer park and hopped into his fancy car (the newest ford in the whole county. The thing had mud flaps and a gun rack built into the back seat. It was the best thing since sliced bread) and drove to the saloon about a half hour off the Hickworm county line.
The hickworms needed something fun to do. They needed to. So, they decided to blow the whole town of Cloverdale Texas to the ground (which wouldn’t be that hard, really) So they took the leftover fireworks from the last fourth of july and bundled them together, then lighting the place on fire, sending the mayors house (The best one in all of Cloverdale, with two port-o-potties outside! And an indoor plumbing inside!) Into flames. Before the Gas n’ mart caught on fire, they grabbed spam and a thing of gummy worms and drove away, screaming out the window.
How hickwormish.
