Grandma git yur gun
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A silly short fable of a sorts, of course. http://tinyurl.com/lfdd3q
September 4, 2009 by Kant E. von de Betrue, New Bedford Herald
http://twitpic.com/get16
A silly short fable of a sorts, of course. http://tinyurl.com/lfdd3q
September 4, 2009 by Kant E. von de Betrue, New Bedford Herald
It was just the other night when it happened. You see, lots of kinfolk are coming into town this weekend and Grandma was sittin’ at the kitchen table and she began to frettin’ and a fidgetin’.
It was already Monday, and she was a-wonderin’ and worrying ‘bout what she was going to feed all these people. They usually come quite hungry.
Grandma seemed a bit annoyed as we were just sitting there on the musical-revolving kitchen chairs – just talkin’. When all of the sudden we heard quite a commotion out in the back yard. Some critter was making a whole hechuva lot of noise.
The sun had long-since gone down and Grandma got a big smile on her face and exclaimed, “That’s it. Ronny git ma gun.”
No room to complain. It was déjà vu all over again.
As we sat around the table, we began to remember, that as hunter, Grandma was the stuff of folklore and fable.
So, there really was no cause for alarm. With gun in hand and quick prayer for success, Grandma loaded the firearm and out the back she went.
She was not the sort to fool around and it was only moments later; with a “yee-ha” and “glory be,” there quickly came a loud report.
And then she appeared, with the gun in one hand, a critter in the other and big smile on her face - at the back door looking so dear.
Food for the kinfolk she exclaimed. Now all we need are some wild carrots and free-range potatoes and we’re set. It was nice to see Grandma in such a good mood.
*****
No animals or vegetables were hurt in the composition of this short literature of the absurd. It is just a silly story, get a life.
Kant E. von de Betrue, a Carthaginian with a Doctorate in Modern Anxiety and a minor in ennui; whose family settled in Westminster after the Third Punic War, has been with the New Bedford Herald since the 1960s (he can’t remember exactly when in the 1960s…). A Pulverized Prize winner for journalism, he writes about issues ranging from the international syntactic semiotic economics to avatars of hyper-theoretical exploding toilets.
20090904 sdsom Grandma git yur gun
It was already Monday, and she was a-wonderin’ and worrying ‘bout what she was going to feed all these people. They usually come quite hungry.
Grandma seemed a bit annoyed as we were just sitting there on the musical-revolving kitchen chairs – just talkin’. When all of the sudden we heard quite a commotion out in the back yard. Some critter was making a whole hechuva lot of noise.
The sun had long-since gone down and Grandma got a big smile on her face and exclaimed, “That’s it. Ronny git ma gun.”
No room to complain. It was déjà vu all over again.
As we sat around the table, we began to remember, that as hunter, Grandma was the stuff of folklore and fable.
So, there really was no cause for alarm. With gun in hand and quick prayer for success, Grandma loaded the firearm and out the back she went.
She was not the sort to fool around and it was only moments later; with a “yee-ha” and “glory be,” there quickly came a loud report.
And then she appeared, with the gun in one hand, a critter in the other and big smile on her face - at the back door looking so dear.
Food for the kinfolk she exclaimed. Now all we need are some wild carrots and free-range potatoes and we’re set. It was nice to see Grandma in such a good mood.
*****
No animals or vegetables were hurt in the composition of this short literature of the absurd. It is just a silly story, get a life.
Kant E. von de Betrue, a Carthaginian with a Doctorate in Modern Anxiety and a minor in ennui; whose family settled in Westminster after the Third Punic War, has been with the New Bedford Herald since the 1960s (he can’t remember exactly when in the 1960s…). A Pulverized Prize winner for journalism, he writes about issues ranging from the international syntactic semiotic economics to avatars of hyper-theoretical exploding toilets.20090904 sdsom Grandma git yur gun
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