Eerie Indiana Drabble: Gang Warfare
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Billy Millions stared out of the clubhouse window at the tarmac'd parking lot below, and shook his head.
"What are they doing?" he asked, of no-one in particular.
Gnomey sighed and took a long pull of his beer.
"I think they're trying to intimidate us because you told the Eerie Enquirer that the only biker gangs in town were us and those elementary schoolers who ride tricycles and wear weird little felt caps."
"Well, we are," said Billy.
Gnomey looked at the riding mowers currently circling outside.
"I guess the men of our local Home-Owners Association disagree," he said, shrugging.
Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be
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"What are they doing?" he asked, of no-one in particular.
Gnomey sighed and took a long pull of his beer.
"I think they're trying to intimidate us because you told the Eerie Enquirer that the only biker gangs in town were us and those elementary schoolers who ride tricycles and wear weird little felt caps."
"Well, we are," said Billy.
Gnomey looked at the riding mowers currently circling outside.
"I guess the men of our local Home-Owners Association disagree," he said, shrugging.
Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be
( Read more... )