Concerning the Senseless Census

1939 Ford pick-up truck

1939 Ford pick-up truck (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I pull my farmhat down over myeyes.
“Why are all concerned?” Crystalo asks.
“Don’t ask,” I reply under my breath.
The gathering led by the man in the Magistrates coat walk up to we refugees in the Buck Truck.
“What a way to start the Morning,” Judge Patrick announces, “I come here to the Merchatile to pick up some nails for this afternoon when the Pyllman Brothers hang my gutter spouts this afternoon, and I run right smack into these Gentlemen,” Judge Patrick looks to the Crowd, “And beleive me, I use the term, Gentlemen rhetorically.”
There is a bit of a chuckle amongst those so gathered.
Crystalo rolls out of the back of the BuckTruck, “But Sir, I am not a Gentlemen!”
Surprised, Judge Patrick takes one look at Crystalo and admits, “Obviously you are not Young Lady, but tell me, howdid you become to be mixed in with a batch of miscreants like these?”
“Miss-Creekant, is that like the Time when you missed the Crossing at the Ford and we ended up in the Creek?” Ernie asks.
“Something like that,” Greg MacIntyre tells Ernie.
“We are not MissCreakants,” Crystalo reasssures Judge Patrick, “We are on a very important Census,” Crystalo tells the Judge in a knowing voice.


About offroad2084

Work on the Work In Progress, MyDay in HicksTown. A light-hearted look at life in the fictional town of HicksTown in WeenerMan Township.
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