Shogun/Samauri Stories(Collab Richard Pickett) Continued-
(cont..) He removed his Stetson cowboy hat and placed it gently on the bowling ball he
had mounted just for that purpose over the heater by the door. He probably didn’t take that
good care of himself, ..but his white Stetson; …that was another story. Scanning across
the room he noticed a folder placed on his old wooden principal’s desk which was a carry
over from the school days complete with carved in initials, misspelled cuss words and the
like. Some day he would paint it….. Yeah, sure he would. He had had all he could do just to
scrape the gum off of it. The folder had a few sheets of paper in it dated just after he had
left for vacation. “Dam! That was a short vacation! ”, he mumbled to the folder as he
opened the flimsy cover.
Just then there was two sharp raps on the door and a uniformed policeman waltzed in sporting a big grin and hollered out, “hey there cowboy! Heard you were back. Ya just couldn’t bear to be away from the action anymore, could ya huh? “
“Hey yeah Tom, I just missed you guys ugly pusses so bad I had to get away from all
those swimsuit clad babes in Florida just to come back to see you! How’s everything been
here Tom….and what action you talkin’ about? Same old sweet vice, theft and murder?”
“Yep and more. It’s all in that folder you’re knuckling onto. Hey I see you ain’;t got your
coffee perking yet. What say I let you catch up on your reading and I’ll go grab us a cup a
mud.Be right back soon as I take care of a little paper work of my own on a little hooker bust
we’ve got goin.” …er.. black right, Bill?
“Huh? ..yeah black. That’d be good…thanks.” Sgt Bill Lipton was already absorbed by the
report staring at him in the folder. It was from the twenty third precinct. He knew a few old
boys over there….He was so intent on what he was reading that he didn’t notice Tom come
in with two cups of hot coffee and a newspaper.
“You lost in that folder, Sarge ?”
“Huh?…ah no…I mean ya,. I guess” , Bill said while frowning at the contents of the folder. He slowly looked up and rubbing his unshaven chin he said…
“Tom,……What the hell is a …Shogun?!
(to be cont. in unison with Richard Pickett Shogun/Samauri Story) Taz says" hey all!"
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