Wood Carve
- * My friends and I went to two different lovely scenic place belonging to central valley of california… During our visit to these places we found two Indian wood carving, One we named Charlie and other Sam, Charlie is Erected standing in one of Minkler’s mini-stores, Minkler by the way is a town with population of thirty, ‘yes, that is right, 30 people”. Eight months went by, my friends and I decided to see the beautiful rivers of Three Rivers. There we found another Indian Wood carving, only this one is placed sitting on a hay stack outside a mini store up in Three-rivers. With this.. I decided to make a short non sensical story about the wood carving we saw in awe! a sort of writing practice for a wannabie like me
- *** also in trying to write a humoristic story*** [ oh, how I love my own b.s
] read through if it interest you. =========================================== - * Who would have thought Sam was at three rivers recreation pan, after eight months long of looking for Charlie William’s brother Sam.
- I finally found him in one of the TOTEM store up in three rivers, Sitted like a Marine of discipline on a loofah cushioned hay.
- Sam, was looking so bold and brave as he watches over the the skirty road up in three rivers, just right on Pumpkin Hollow bridge where the roaring river twirling circles of flow.
- * Sam, was so strictly dress with his bell-buttom wrangler jeans paired with red and blue checkered polo, and his kierchief wrap around his sun burned neck.
- ‘Ornery Mister Sam Williams, always sneaking a glance at those pink no.2 pencil nubs, underneath the girls’ lake-wet shirts.’ AS he hide his face,and cover it with his Sioux sexy indian hat.
- * * “Hi there Sir Williams”, Sam’s heart melted as he mused back a macho man wink and said “Hello there Girls, whatcha up for the day?” He takes pride and pleasure looking after them hot girls on their bikinis of lilac and pink and white and moonlight blue that covers a camel’s toe, “yeah” , down North Fork Right off of three rivers. On the other hand, good ol Charlie has been working on his Job of sticky goo -out standing- by the wooden door of another TOTEM store just fifty miles away from Sam’s passion of “recreation” .
- * * Charlie have live at little Minklers mini parker store for months and days away from Sam his “mini me” . Minkler’s a neat mini paradise populated by a vast thirty good ol rodeo rider clan. I shook my head in disbelief as I saw good ol Sam Williams sitted like a Sheriff ever watchful for a prey, for what ever damn fool prey.
- * * Sam a lover of gilette bladed gun made by smith and Wisson’s son, he clutches his automatic pistol gun, on his right brown arm, booze with coffee nut chew, good ol Sam William ready and alert at his post so armoured with shiny wood and carving glue. What a cozy life there is for Sir Sam Williams, pampering his hind all day, sitting in a loofah cushion of hay.
- * * If only Charlie knows how his brother’s lavishing lifes better gift, he would have kick Sam ass for the best! because good ol Charlie’s outstanding job there is, is standing outside a wooden TOTEM store all day it is!!, good ol Charlie would sigh in disbelief ” Sam’s life ain’t getting better than this’ I must have the rest before “mini me” Sam eats all the BEAUTY in feast!.
~ by savgargin on July 2, 2006.
Posted in Short Stories

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