Date: Tue, 11 Mar 1997 21:28:25 -0500 From: Christopher Vaughan Subject: Re: INT: Hillbilly Haven Sheriff Li'l Brick rubbed his forehead. He was indignant. "Dag nabbit, Daisy Mae, what for'd you go an do thet? It ain't muh fault they ain't been no one writin' 'bout things fer me t' do!" He was so angry he stomped his foot down - and happened to catch old Henry Cleatus' weather-predictin' bunyon! Henry hollored in agony. "Dang, Li'l Brick, thet hurts!" "Shuddup," Li'l Brick shouted. "Ah aims t' clean up this town, and ah'm a startin' with these horny ol' polecats!" Li'l Brick turned and gave the gathered suitors the "hairy eye". Immediately, they all ran off in terror, deciding their stills & chickens were more interesting than they'd thought. Then it was just Cleatus - still rubbin' his weather-predictin' bunyon - and Li'l Brick and Daisy Mae. "You's about the onoriest women ah know, thar, Daisy Mae! You done hurt muh hand and my forehead! From here on out ah'd be right thankful if'n you jus' stay out'a muh life!" With that, Li'l Brick grabbed Cleatus by the neck and hauled him off to the city jail (soon to have bars) - and left Daisy to herself. She watched him as he left, and it was only then that Daisy realized something - she had a major hankerin' for that big ol' hunk o' lawman, Li'l Brick. Right away, her mind set to planning the best way to net him. -- _____________________________ Chris Vaughan space.cowboy@worldnet.att.net