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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Roo who wrote (469)	6/13/2001 11:39:22 AM
From: TEDennis	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

... HumVee, which just happened to be rumbling through town, carrying its full load of Weekend Warriors to their monthly Reserve National Guard meeting. Bugs Pond (our hero!) asked the driver if they could hitch a ride on the war machine ... which Bugs considered the minimum level vehicle qualified to carry the likes of a super-hero. While Bugs and crew waited for the driver to check in at HQ (that's HeadQuarters for you non-super-hero types), they discussed the recent spate of events. "... and I'm sure I'll never again order the watercress salad at that restaurant", said Precious, effectively ending her definitive statement on the qualify of the food at that horrid explosive restaurant they had visited. The driver looked at Bugs after having received the answer from HQ (HeadQuarters, remember?). "Sorry, Pal", said the driver. "Against regulations". Bugs couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Say, what?", he asked incredulously. "You have a chance to ride in the same vehicle as a world renowned super-hero like myself, and you turn it down just because HQ says so?" "Lordy, lordy", thought Bugs. "What's this nation coming to? No respect for the elite few anymore". Just then, Precious began counting aloud. Bugs turned to her to see what it was she was counting. "37, 38, 39, 40!!", exclaimed Precious. "They have plenty of seats for us!", she said, as she pointed to the tour bus that was stopped behind the HumVee, waiting for it to get out of the way. The tour bus driver was losing his patience with the HumVee, so he started honking his horn. Little did he know that the military vehicle was full of combat ready gung-ho types. One was armed with a bazooka. No, not the bubble gum type bazooka.