Let's have a Big Snazzy Welcome for Headley628, our newest Snazzer who has suffered through page 58 and deserves 100 Snazzy points. I see Rikdev and Knife are still with us, and it's good to be out, err,, back. What a Deal, as Life Goes On.
I parked the Turd in front of the joint and spied my lowrider a few spaces over. Well, there weren't actually parking spaces. You know, it was a graveled parking lot. Well, so what ? I mean, even graveled lots have spaces. Well, I know ! But their not marked and .. Oh, never mind. Dang mind voices. Sherry was behind the bar and the places was in full swing. Let's see, there was a jukebox to the left of the entrance, two old pool tables to the right, the bar ran down the left wall and seated about a dozen. There were booths that lined the right wall and just past them the rest rooms. Anyway, the place was packed with bar flies and misfits. You know, half the them were two sheets to the wind and the sun hadn't even set. I sashayed over and sat on the end stool.
Sherry was all smiles, " Were you able to fix it ? Was it the belt ? Do I owe you anything ? Do you care for a beer ? "
I lit a 100, " Yeah, Koors in a bottle and it was your belt. I had a friend of mine put you on a new one. Oh ! He said, that your heater fan had blown a fuse, and that's why your defroster didn't work. He changed it and it works fine now. "
Sherry twisted the neck, " Well, what do I owe you ? "
I waved smoke, " Nothing ! I was happy to to do it and still owe you for my breakfast. Here's twenty and keep the change. "
Sherry shoved it back at me, " No ! The beer is on me and .. Oh ! I'll be right back. "
So, Sherry pranced away to serve another one as I sat and sipped. Now, how can I put this ? You see, I already mentioned that Sherry was kind of built funny. Well, that night she had on a lowcut sweater, hot pants, dark colored panty hose and high heels. When she pranced away I noticed that she was missing something. Yep, you guessed it. Sherry had no butt ! You know, there were just two flat spots, like shoe box lids. No humps, no rump, not even a hint. Yep, like an old man. You know, flat, nothing there, like there should of been. Of course I didn't stare, because there wasn't anything to stare at. Just flat hotpants that weren't hot at all. Anyway, things slowed down and Sherry high tailed it back over. Well, low tailed it. You know, can't high tail with no tail ! She leaned over the bar and began flirting with me. You know, showed a little breast, whispered and teased, batted her lashes, and was all touchy feely. Yep, she was one of those that had to be nose to nose, eye to eye, and in your face. I kept leaning futher back and I swear the stool began to bend backwards. Well, she just slithered closer until the back of my head was pinned against the sawdust floor.
I had to ask, " Not, to change the subject, but I've been wondering. Where do you know Mike the Beard from ? "
Sherry winked, " Are you jealous ? "
I almost puked, " No ! It's just that you mentioned that you knew him... "
Sherry cut me short, " He comes in here all of the time and he use to have an apartment right off of Blue Bird Lane. "
I stuck my head in her mouth, " Yeah, I know ! That was my apartment. "
Sherry tongued my nose, " Oh ! Was that your place ? Mike said, that his roomie was a longhauler. It must of been you that he was talikng about. Isn't it a small world ? "
I agreed, " Yeah, it is. Say, I can't stay long, because I have to meet with my boss in the morning. I just want to say, how much I appreciate you helping me out and ... "
Sherry made her play, " Look, I get off at midnight. We can stop at the J and have breakfast. How does that sound ? It's on me ! "
I declined, " No ! I really have to get going. Here's your Turd keys and again thanks for everything. Oh ! I'll need my lowrider keys. "
Sherry was like a python, " Your not geting off that easy ! You owe me a breakfast and ... "
I gave in, " Alright ! Let's do this. I'll call you and we can make it dinner, maybe this weekend. "
So, that was that. No ! I had No plans to go through with it. You know, I was just being polite and trying to escape. Now, it wasn't that I felt that I was too good for her, or anything like that. It's just that she wasn't my type. Oh, I can hear you now ! Yeah, ol Barney would poke a vampire if he had the chance. Well, your right, butt ... Well, there's something about a man err,,, a woman with a paper###. Well, you know what I mean, as Life Goes On.
Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.
Hi, I'm Snazzy and I'm Trucker
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How do you get into these messes Barney?
Better still, how do you get out?
a Shim. My oh my.
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Thank You for the Warm Snazzy Welcome and the Snazzy Points I will use them wisely!! I am now up to page 78 and can not wait to read some more...
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Wow! Look who it is. I thought I take a look and see if Snazzy was back.
I missed ya man, glad your back.
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Looks like poor Headley is hooked and yes Wolfie I'm out, err... back. Now Dukesdad, we all know that trouble follows me, wherever I go. What a deal, as Life Goes On.
The next morning I was in Ed's office and being ignored. He spoke on his cell phone, fingered his computer and gave me the cold shoulder. Finally I'd had enough and spoke up, " Look Ed ! We need to talk ! "
Ed gave me the LOOK, " Talk ? There's nothing to talk about ! My hands are tied and our safety department ... "
I cut loose, " Bullcrap ! Everyone knows that you, Ma Crook and Junior run the show here. You know, that this isn't right and .... "
Ed shuffled some papers, " Look, I'm really busy ! Now, I had your personal property cleaned out of the truck and you can check with payroll, about your final settlement. We just can't continue your lease and it's in your contract. Once your CDL is suspended ... "
I spoke slowly, " My CDL is not s-u-s-p-e-n-d-e-d- ! Call my attorney ! His name is Tick and here's his number ! He'll tell you... "
Ed wouldn't budge, " I can't go by what some lawyer says ! Hell, if you pay them enough, they'll say anything. All I can do is what safety and our legal department says. You've been placed out of service ... "
I gave the LOOK, " You can't do this ! My lawyer said, that only DOT can do that and it's in the CFR rule book. All you can do is send me to a MRO and he can recommend to DOT that I be put out of service. "
Ed laughed, " Barney, for an ex-cop you sure don't understand the law. Our safety department can put any driver or TLX owner-op out of service anytime they see fit. "
I dared him, " Go ahead and go for it ! I'm not kidding ! I'll file a lawsuit and you'll sure be sorry. "
Ed double dared me, " Well, file away ! The law is on our side and Officer Skinny did everything by the book. He has you dead to rights and even has a video of the entire thing. He showed it to us and ..."
I had to ask, " Showed it to you ? What the hell business does he have showing ya'll anything ? "
Ed was smug, " Show me a law that says, that a police officer can't do that. He has a duty to inform us, when the public's safety is at risk. "
I stood up, " Well I guess, I need to go straighten him out ! He can't go behind my back and do that ! It's called due process and I'm entitled to my day in court. I'm innocent, until proven guilty and ..."
Ed shrugged, " Well do whatever you need to do, but don't blame me and we're just covering our butts. "
So, I sashayed stormed out of Ed's office and picked up my belongings. You know, from the storage trailer where all the driver's things were tossed. Yep, they sure knew how to clean out a truck and couldn't of cared less, about the poor soul... Well, alright, I'd seen the same thing happen a thousand times, but this time was different. What a deal, as Life Goes On.
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Yeppers Im HOOKED...Still reading... on page 135.. You are a wonderful writer, and I have enjoyed the stories very much!!
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Headley628 is still reading and heres another 50 Snazzy points for your kind words. What a deal, as Life Goes On.
It was the crack of noon when I finally got up. Capt Hook was in the kitchen, playing cook, " It's about time your up !
I rubbed my eyes, " Yeah, I need to ..."
Hook finished my sentence, " You need to sit down and eat. I fried up some bacan and check out these buttermilk pancakes. "
So, I sat down and ate like a pig. Now, I'm not a big fan of breakfast. Well, I am, but I'm not. I mean, I like breakfast foods, but hate eating anything too early. Well you know, when I just get up. Yep, I like breakfast before I go to bed and nothing else until dinner time.
Hook interupted my mind voices, " What you got planned for today ? "
I sipped my coffee, " I need to call my attorney and check on a couple of things. TLX is trying to pull a fast one and.. "
Hook lit his cigar, " Well, don't let them run over you ! Hell, back in my day a handshake and a man's word was all that was needed. Ut-Oh ! Do you hear that ? It sounds like ... "
I stood up, " Just stay here and I'll check it out. "
So, I sashayed and took a look see. Yep, it was a dozen bikers all riding in formation. They swung in front of Hooks Place and stopped. Mike's beard gave him away, so I sashayed over. Mike unmounted his hog, while the rest sat and sized me up. We did the ol' Roman handshake. You know, palms clasped and thumbs locked, with a shoulder bump thrown in.
Mike spoke first, " Where have you been Barney ? We came by Turkey day and nobody was here. "
I updated him, " I got busted right after ya'll left, for boating while intoxicated and was in the county for a couple of weeks. I heard, that you had a run in with ...."
Mike spat, " Those #### Ghost Riders are history ! I'm acting Pres of the Brothers now and we're the only colors allowed anywhere around here. "
I lit a 100, " Mike we need to talk ! Can you come over to my place and leave the fellas here ? It won't take long and ... "
Mike barked his orders, " Ya'll go ahead to the club house, except Tiny and Preacher. I'll be back in a minute. "
So, the pack roared off. Well, except the huge 400 lb gorilla and the one wearing the priest collar. Mike follwed me and we sat at my bar.
I offered refreshments, " Do you care for a beer or anything ? "
Mike sniffed the air, " Is that bacan cooking ? "
Capt Hook piped in, " Hey Mike ! I just fixed Barney some breakfast. Would you care for some. "
Mike nodded, " Yeah, that sounds good. Hey, I'm sorry about that run in at your club. You won't see them Ghost Riders anymore, unless there dead or fixing to be ! "
Hook shrugged, " I still can't figure out why their after me. All I did was try to settle things down and ... "
Mike sneered, " You don't ever call the law ! If you weren't Barns friend we'd have you on our list too ! "
I'd heard enough, " Captain, go ahead and fix Mike a plate. We need a minute and take your time. "
So, I waited for Capt Hook's exit and tried to choose my words. You know, I didn't want to upset Mike, but someone sure needed to set him straight.
Mike unfingered his leather gloves, " This is a neat place. Is that old fart staying here with you ? "
I blew smoke, " Listen Mike ! That old guy is one hell of a man and he'd do anything to help anyone. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't even have a place. Now, you need to understand something. If I had to choose friends, between the two of ya. Well, it's been nice knowing you ! "
Mike looked shocked, " What are you talking about ? That old guy is alright in my book and he didn't know.... "
I jumped in, " Know ? Know what, about the stupid biker law ? Mike ! He's not a biker and he doesn't live by your silly codes ! He's a hell of a nice guy and if anyone tries to do anything to him... Well, they better think twice ! "
Mike thumbed his beard, " Who tried to do anything to him ? "
I rolled my eyes, " You just said, he'd be on your list. That old fella is scared to death, as it is ! Those #### Ghost Riders called and threatend him, for calling the cops. Then they shot the place up a couple of days later. The old guy won't even open his palce up and scared to leave here. Something has to give and if I have to.... "
Mike slapped my shoulder, " Gees ! Settle down, nobody is going to do anything and you have my word on that ! I didn't know about the Ghost shooting and I'll provide all the security he needs. "
I saw where this was going, " No ! Mike all you need to do is make this place off limits. I mean, to the Brothers and any other clubs. You know, ya'll can come by, but no colors, or gang stuff. That's all he's asking ! Yal'll can discuss club business and have your gang wars somewhere else. Is that too much to ask ? "
Mike agreed, " Alright ! You have my word on it and ... "
Capt Hook brought the plate, " I'm sorry Barn, but it's no good cold and .. "
I cheesed, " We're done anyway. Go ahead and eat up, before it gets cold. "
So, Mike ate like a horse and I drank another cup, as Capt Hook played waiter and glowed with pride. Yep, them hot cakes were pretty darn good. What a deal, as Life Goes On.
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Man I sure could use a few of them pan cakes, and some burnt bacon... Mike sure acted stupid, wonder if he pulled it off? But then Barney isn't the brightest bulb in the box... Ok so I'm not either... LOL
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Barnie Goose the peace maker..
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183 pages read in only 6 days.. can anyone tell I don't have much of a life...

Love the stories...Keep up the wonderful writing!!
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