A large, white, '94 cadillac deville pulls up to the curb. The doorman called to his assistant, "Hey Raoule, I'm gonna need some help with this one."
Raoule, a rather morose looking fellow, shuffled out to the vehicle, withdrew the tootsie pop he'd been sucking on and declared, "Awwh man, ya gotta be kiddin me. Halloween is 3 weeks away. What's this?"
From the back seat, in a rather hollow, muffled voice;" I beg your pardon, less banter and more zeal in performing your duty, will get me out quicker and surely multiply your gratuity by a good 10 fold."
Amazing, what the mere mention of a monetary reward will do, to even the most callous of individuals. With considerable grunting and groaning, the doorman and his associate managed to dislodge and stand up-right, the gentleman encased in the 11th century full body armour. From within the heavy iron headpiece, the same hollow voice: "Driver, if you please, do give each of these fine fellows a twenty dollar bill for their trouble."
The associate managed a slurred, "Yeah OK, I think that I hurt my back," while the doorman, at least, displayed a smithereen of manners. "Why thank you sir."
From inside the helmet again, "No problem my good man, and that's Sir Kronk, if you please." Opening the door, "Sure buddy, er, eh, I mean Sir Kronk."
Clink....clank....clink...clank, and up onto the stage.
"Friends, Ladies, Gentleman, Knights, Squires, lend me your ears!! It is with a heavy heart, nearly as heavy as this confounded metal suit, that I inform you all, of my going away, again..."
Ssssss..puttt...Sssssss..BONG....."Yes, dear folk, it is again time for yours truly to seek rest and relaxation, after several months of both mentally and physically exhausting labours."
...BONG..BONG...BANG...Ssss...plat...."Ha, ha. Waste not your energies. I am totally encased. None of your foul and nasty leftovers can hurt me now...."
BANG....Ping..Bong...BONG..Sssss...plat...
"HA, HA, go ahead cast away..Ha...Hey, hey, stop that. Cut it out, unhand me. Who is that? No, No ........Ahhhhhh"...CRASH!!..Clatter! Squeakkkk...."Owwwch, that hurt. Ok, fun is fun, now let me up!...No, don't do that..Come on.....HEY, ahhhhhhhh noooooo.... Whose dog is this?"
Gone on vacation. Take care of yourselves. See you all next week...lol..
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