writings and artwork by NRM

Creeper

the drunken man walked into a cheap white trash haircut place, he was waffling his arms in the air, saying. "eww, ohh, so pretty, haircutters, so pretty"

The girls cutting the hair and the people getting there haircut all glanced at him with worried eyes.

He gave his name, and sat down to read some of the outdated magazines, as businessmen sat next to him, glancing occasionally to give a dirty look.

"hi sugar" he would say to them, if he caught their eyes.

He was making everyone uncomfortable from there robotic lil lives.

"ewww, ewww! " the strange man finally screamed, holding up a year old people magazine.

"looks like brad pitt is going to get married! Eww, ewww. And to a woman! Ewww. Can u believe that! Such a waste!" the man said standing up holding the article he was reading, wailing his flamboyant arms around again, and making everyone uncomfortable.

"ahh, no sense in taste, any of u for sure!"

nobody said anything , as he sat back down and started in on this horrible cough he had from years and centuries of smoking. A few businessman got up and left. Suddenly this lady who was cutting this little kids hair, maybe the manager, stepped back from the scalp she was trimming, , she was gonna not have this in her fuking place of business.

"mr. u need to just keep quiet and wait your turn! u are scaring off all my customers!"

the gay drunken man was very offended by this.

He stood up, and said...

"well in all my life, well, ive never been . well, young lady! Where did u learn your manners, at sluts are us!"

the Mexican lady owner of the haircut place was upset now after that.

She walked up to the man and slapped him in the face...

"get the hell out-a my store before I call the cops u sick drunken freak!"

the man wafted his arms in the air!

"and to think I'd ever let u handle my hair, u bitch!" he screamed !

"ive cut brad pits hair!" the mexican lady owner yelled at him

as he drove away in his vega.

Wafting his arms in the air. and hitting his crack pipe.

This story Copyright 2002 Nicholas Morgan.


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