December 11, 2005

Deck The Halls pt. 1

Christmas is not Christmas without love, and the willingness to give to others. As those villagers did many years ago for Marry and her husband Joseph. This is a story of compassion, warmth laughter, and a couple of bad guys in a whole lot of trouble!

Locking up his Los Angeles home, Justin steps outside with his luggage, and holiday packages for his younger brothers.
Heading toward vehicle, a strange feeling runs through him. Quickly, he waves to his next door neighbor, a thirteen year old computer savvy female. Yelling he laughs, “Don’t be taking over my house now! I still have not recovered that Santa from last season!”
Putting down her cell she laughs, “Oh come on! That is one of the easiest to disassemble.” Pointing to the snowman she states. “You could have your whole yard computerized. It keeps away the burglars too! The family down on the corner trained there holiday collection to ward off intruders. Going away leaves your snowman in the hands of criminals.”
He points to his watch, “I have to get going. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and if Tibs the cat comes along put her in the house. She has been missing.”

Later that day, two criminals park in their stolen home security van in Justin’s driveway, not knowing they are being watched!
Larry and Louis are brothers who love to steal from the rich, but unlike Robin Hood don’t plan on giving any of their loot to the poor.
Larry the rougher of the two smokes marijuana , blowing the substance into Louis face.
Louis spits back, “You know how bad that stuff is for you?”
Larry says, “This ish ain’t nothing kid! I could be doin a lot hard ish! Don’t be getting hasty with me. We are here to complete something! This kid that lavishes here in a ish millionaire! He is top game and all he really cares about is his musical toys, and two stupid pint size pups of his ma’s. He squealed like a girl on Punk’d! He’ll be questioning if that Kutcher kid came back to punk his lil self, and wish that was all it was!”
Larry gloats, “Even better. The kid has been saving for his music in school program! He thinks if gets enough money all these kids will want to sing their lil hearts out, instead of getting all whacked on drugs and stealing. We had music in our lives. That ain’t cutting it.”
Louis gripes, “Ma’s singing don’t count, Boss.”
“I ain’t talking Ma Louis! When we were young, we heard those church people! Remember?”
Shrugging Louis reminds him, “They weren’t singing, Boss, they were yelling at us!”
“All the same,” Larry huffs.
Louis questions,” How we gonna get access boss? This pace is locked tighter than Fort Knox, and look at dem barbed wires! No way we getting over that!”
Slapping Louis he grumbles, “We’re home security dipstick! I got one of my pals to talk him into having something installed. He fell for it. The guy told him it would to charity the funds, ya our lil charity!”

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