Almore/Ilmore - reduex
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Almore was hanging around the bootstrap when Ilmore came up. "How's the bootstrap Almore?" Obviously Almore wanted nothing to do with his brother. He was not here for social hour, he could get that at home. Almore was on the prowl for some vertical scowl as they say. "Get on home Ilmore, you don't want any pat from this!" Ilmore may be the younger brother and less schooled in the art of vertical scowls and the attraction of said scowls but he was no dummy. If his brother was there to knock it off he sure as hell wanted it too. "Chalk off Almore. I am beside to slide!" Wow, Ilmore was quickly in over his head. Poor guy. Almore tried to slow down the advancing horde but wasn’t quick enough. Before Ilmore knew it Too Sloppy was all over him pummeling him all over that bootstrap. Too Sloppy and his crew were not having it. Almore knew Ilmore couldn’t taste the taste he was tasting and would tell his mother. He grabbed Ilmore up and told him this sheets for real, like he don’t know, and told him to "get your punk arse back to the dog show."
Slacie was on her way to the crevice when she passed Ilmore on the corner of Waller and Shad. She hadnt seen him in months since she left for Nangrove Communical. "I have a Chevy with a Mopar cam he can swap out for me….Hey Ilmore!"
The bootstrap had just about calmed down from the hooplah when Almore noticed that the salt missing from the table where Too Sloppy and his crew were lamping like some one had a polaroid snapping off shots like Margaret Cho dissing on Bernard Getz. There was no way Too Sloppy would be able to containt the pain if he knew of this. "Yo Slop! Man your crew be the mostest sloppy in these pieces!" As he distracted the attention spans he motioned for Lonmai to place another salt shaker on the edge of the table.
Ilmore was just about settled down when he heard his name wafting by as sweetly as he has ever heard it next to his mother calling him for fresh scat each Tuesday. About that time he looks up and sees Slacie pulling up waving, or at least he thinks she is waving. For those not as upside with the prior knowledge of this person, Slacie will alarm you.
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Thursday, April 16, 2009
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