Monday, January 24, 2011

Charlie

Charlie was convinced aliens were following him disguised as policemen. It was part of plot to take over by snatching people one at a time. He hasn’t seen his friend Michael since the night of his DUI arrest. Charlie managed to bolt out the passenger door, but it was close. Tonight he decided he’d been waiting, crouched in fear, long enough. He got in his truck and, with the stereo blasting, circled the neighborhood trying to flush ‘em out. When an officer arrived Charlie successfully outmaneuvered the unsuspecting alien with it’s own gun, then called 911 for reinforcements. But it was a trick and a whole regiment of aliens showed up instead. That’s when he knew it was Armageddon time. He took off his clothes, sat on the pavement, looked up and patiently waited for rapture to come and take him away from there.

2 comments:

colourmejade said...

I love the posts on charlie. I almost feel like he is a character in a novel. LOVE IT.

We need to see more pictures of your eccentric friend. Preferably with his tie-dye shirt on. :)

Bill Robertson said...

glad you enjoy ..and so happy you stopped by, Elsie! (w00t)