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Night of the Living Debt!

Date: Tue, 10/30/2007 - 10:12

Submitted by Frogpatch
on Tue, 10/30/2007 - 10:12

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It was the night before Halloween and I was sleeping soundly in my own warm bed when suddenly I rolled over and fell out with a thud! I awoke to find myself on a dismal dark wet deserted city street!
“What place is this?” I asked myself. “I must be dreaming.”
I picked myself up and began to walk cautiously toward the only light I could see about two blocks away past the piled up trash and darkened buildings. As I passed an old dumpster, there, in a doorway, sat an old woman with a tattered old trench coat and a scarf tied around her head and under her chin.
“Where am I?” I asked.
“Need some cash?” she replied.
“I just want to know where I am. I am not asking for money?”
“You will be!” she cackled. “You will be.” She began to laugh insanely and as she looked up at me her eyes glowed with little green dollar signs and her skin turned the color and texture of green mold and she began to give off a putrid odor that could only come from hell. “Your favorite color, Frog?” She continued to laugh out loud.

I walked away almost running down the street toward the light. I approached an intersection where a dim street lamp still barely glowed. Just then my cell phone rang.
“Hello!”
“Need some cash?” It was her and that laugh. How did she get this number?
“No!” I shouted.
“Oh no?” she squawked. “Turn around!”
I spun around and walking towards me was at least two dozen men with blank stares wearing cheap polyester leisure suits and bad toupees. They were almost chanting over and over. “He owes us money. Get his money. Pay up now.” I began to run down the street and around the corner. Face to face with the old woman again.
“Cash? Need cash?”
I pushed her out of the way and kept running until I saw another group of them coming from the other direction,
“We can smell your cash.” One of them yelled. “Cash!”
I turned to run the other way and I realized I was boxed in. They drew closer and closer. I spotted an alley and ran down as fast as I could. I could see a train stopped at the end. My lungs felt as if they were going to burst. As I got closer I could hear the conductor yelling “Board!’
I ran and stretched to reach and just as the train was pulling out I grabbed the handle as the conductor shouted. “All aboard for Cash Call!”
It was too late! The train was moving too fast for me to jump off.

tb be continued......


I like frog's avatar, also! And roxy's is VERY pretty! :D


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Tue, 11/27/2007 - 13:43

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We left off quite a while ago, and hopefully you will remember, the four of us had left the safety of the truck and were walking straight towards a virtual army of goons armed with die packs loaded cash and squirt guns full of milk of all things. We will pick up from there???????.


As we headed four abreast across the vacant lot being careful not to trip over the bottles and trash that was strewn about, we were unnoticed by the line of goons at the Ticket Master,. I saw ahead the shell of a building that must have been a park rest room facility or storage. I felt very uncomfortable chill as we passed close to it.
???????Wait,??????? I said, ???????let see if it????????s safe.???????
I walked a little ahead and carefully peeked around the far wall. Before I could pull my head back a hand suddenly grabbed the shoulder of my shirt and pulled me around the building and threw me to the ground. I looked up and there were four of them. Three males and a female, all trying to pull my bag from my belt and moaning.
???????Cash.??????? One said. ???????I smell cash!???????
I tried to get up but their grip on my belt was too strong that I was pulled back down. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Sky with his gun drawn and the others were near also. I heard a loud wailing sound and one of the males let go and put his hands on his face and started to bawl like an infant. Then another and another until I was free. They all started walking away with their faces in their hands. One was even crying Mommy! It was pretty pathetic to watch but I was at least safe.
???????Thanks guys.??????? I said. ???????You really saved my ass!???????
???????You would have been OK.??????? Sky said. ???????They only wanted your cash! I was told about them but I did not know where they were. Unlike those who spend eternity waiting on line. They spend their time waiting for their dealer to show up but he never does.???????
I looked toward the street and noticed that the commotion must have gotten the attention of the others. They were all heading toward us staggering and stumbling, moaning and groaning. There must have been a couple of hundred of them.
???????When we get within distance, throw your cash packs to the left and move to the right!??????? she ordered. ???????Detonate them when they are all over them. When we get near that side street, run down the left side of it about a block and then we should be safe. They won????????t follow! They will be to busy fighting with each other.???????
As they approached we did exactly as she said. They were falling all over each other and when the die packs were detonated they started to scatter in all directions. We quickly moved laterally to the right and then broke and ran straight ahead and down the street. We slowed a block down and began to walk.
???????How much further???????? I asked.
???????Not far.??????? Air Force Mom said. ???????There is an old theater where someone will let us in the side door.
???????Do they have a snack bar???????? Volley inquired.
???????I don????????t know but before you find out we have another problem. Look.???????
She pointed down the street at a group of figures sitting around on the sidewalk to the right sitting around a trash can fire..
???????I did not expect them..???????
???????Who are they???????? Volley asked.
???????Bikers, stoners and God knows what. They are spending their time here on whatever high that ruled them. They can????????t come down and are completely unpredictable. We have to get past them without making them feel paranoid. This is not going to be easy.???????
???????What do you suggest???????? I asked.
???????You tell me. I have no idea! All I know is that they are very dangerous characters???????


To be continued????????????????????????????


lrhall41

Submitted by Frogpatch on Tue, 12/04/2007 - 10:52

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2nband, your poem is beautiful! frog, can you tell we are an impatient bunch of people? :lol:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Mon, 12/10/2007 - 17:19

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Last week we had escaped from the goon army only too find yet another obstacle in our paths. It was a bunch of Stoner Biker Zombies or real Hells Angels so to speak. We needed a plan to get by them and ???????.


They seemed from a distance to be out of it, but if they were totally unpredictable I was not about to take any chances.
???????Anyone got any ideas???????? Air Force Mom asked.
???????Is there another street? Could we go around the block? Luke replied with a question of his own.
???????We would have to go back the way we came. Too dangerous as we are out of cash packs and those goons are really pissed off right now because we messed up their clothes.???????
???????I have an idea!??????? I remarked. ???????I was a hippie freak in the late sixties and would become mesmerized by things that did not make sense when I was really stoned.???????
???????Your idea???????? she asked.
???????We will walk past them backwards and in slow motion.???????
???????You are still stoned.???????
???????No I think it will work. When one of them sees us he won????????t say anything to the others because he will think no one else sees us. The others will think the same thing. Then we can break and run once we get past them. What have we got to lose????????
???????Our arms, legs and heads. But that????????s all.???????
???????Come on I know their actors.???????
???????No, we are actors, they are f???????n dangerous murderers from hell. But let????????s do it.???????
So here we are walking backwards down the street past a bunch a dead speed freaks or whatever they are. As we begin to pass by one on the bigger uglier ones look up from his sidewalk stupor.
???????Ohhh wow man.??????? he groans. ???????Look at that!???????
The others look up and stare.
???????Wow, flip me out!??????? another one says.
They just sit there and stare at us until we are almost past them then something unexpected happens. Volleyball Girl starts to laugh.
???????Oh crap.??????? I thought.
???????Funny, they think we????????re funny.??????? The big one shouts. ???????I????????ll show you what????????s funny.???????
???????Lets get their

****.??????? another shouts.
They all get up and start to run toward us. They were fast as hell too. Not like the staggering goons. We turned and ran down the street and across an intersection and down another street with several of them right off our backs. I was getting winded and did not know how much further I could go.
I could hear them yelling mother f------ We????????ll kill you mother f--------. I was pushing myself as hard as I could but they just stayed on top of us. Suddenly ahead a door opened onto the sidewalk and a woman popped out wearing a Miami Dolphins shirt.
???????In here!??????? she yelled.
We made it to the door, ran inside and she slammed it behind us. I could hear the pounding on the outside.
We all collapsed into folding chairs that were against the wall in a small room where coats were hung. As I caught my breath I looked up and saw through a doorway into another room that was much brighter. Standing in that room engaged in conversation were some very familiar faces.

To be continued??????????????.



[color=Red]****Adult term removed - Jason[/color]


lrhall41

Submitted by Frogpatch on Wed, 12/12/2007 - 11:02

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Ooohhh, did fins rescue everyone???????? :wink:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Wed, 12/12/2007 - 11:33

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frog, you haven't lost anyone!!! They will see that you have posted! :wink:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Wed, 12/12/2007 - 13:30

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[quote=frogpatch]It seem I have lost most of my readers because I have taken so long to write lately. I will continue for my loyal few however. Thanks!!![/quote]


Consider that you've likely gained a few new readers to offset the loss. I just found this thread, and read all 16 pages nonstop. LMAO! Great fun!! Please don't stop now.


lrhall41

Submitted by unclewulf on Wed, 12/12/2007 - 15:29

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frog, I do believe we need a motorcyle rider somewhere in this story! :wink:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Thu, 12/13/2007 - 03:29

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Hey! I haven't gone anywhere...except I just lost my job on Saturday. Let's see if anyone started a thread about how WaMu canned a ton of people in their home loan departments....that's not where I worked, but I think they're getting twitchy about letting people go. Plus, i had a witch of a manager that contradicted herself all the time. Oh well...more later. Just keep this story going! It makes me laugh.


lrhall41

Submitted by swedishgirl on Thu, 12/13/2007 - 11:44

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Oh, swedish. I am so sorry. Please let us know if we can help in any way. :rose:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Thu, 12/13/2007 - 12:18

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swedish, just find the persons post, see the little button that says 'pm' on it with two people? Click on that. It'll take you to a screen where you can type a message directly to that person. If you want volley, just click on 'pm' on her post. Type in your message and send it. She'll get it. :D


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Thu, 12/13/2007 - 13:43

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I ditto that, wulf. How heartless some companies can be......... Talk about Mr. Scrooge.......... :evil:


lrhall41

Submitted by cannr on Thu, 12/13/2007 - 15:53

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