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Old 06-07-2006, 03:25 PM   #1
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Cairo Comedy:based on true events

It's a comey about life in Cairo Georgie and I promise they are based on true events believe it or not. I cant decide if It's good or dumb but, Please read and critique if you wish. I hope some one some were will like this!

My names Johnny and I live in Cairo Georgia; born n' raised and no matter how corrupt, it was the funniest place in the world. Also the smallest town in the world. It's local name is the "Dirty South" and we are It's regular; mediocre children; crazy, rebellious, and free. However now I'm away I don't think I'll be going back because, of It's corruption and the bad habbits I achieved from being there yet, it will always be my home.

To start off theres things you must understand about the system of cairo. The cops are very corrupt and will beat you to a pulp. Tyranny is their profession in fact for some nice information our Sheriff was an ex-convict who escaped from jail and stole his car back from the impound, I can honestly promise this. Our teahcers will do everything to make your life a living hell if you are not a prep (which by the way preps do everything everyone else does in Cairo they just get away with it), the teachers will accuse you of anything they please and twist every story you give to them to the maximum power. The gangs are not violent, they just sell drugs. Weed, Crack, Coke, Meth, and X are mainly what they sell, meth being the highest in sails. All of the people do drugs in Cairo pretty much. From the parents, teachers, and cops to the whores, gangsters, and teenage community. I suppose this is why the G.B.I. and D.T.F. spent so much time in Cairo but, they stay at The Creek and The Hill pretty much all the time and thats were you get you drugs in Cairo. Hell they do all the drugs they find on people anyway.... Besides all of this though it's a fun town I'm going to tell you all about.

The day I'm going to start of at was pretty dull and boring. We had been smoking pot in his barn all day which can be quite unpleasant when it's humid out. Time slipped by though, and by the time night rolled in the unusual, odd, and normal Cairo events began to take place.

"Were is the hotel, were is the hotel" Adam's step mom had just walked out screaming it over and over while walking in circles, until she got dizzy and fell on her face.

"Damn miss Kelley, go that way" Adam pointed left and started to laugh. She then got up and walked away.

"Thank you Adam!" she shouted as she disappeared into the darkness.

"Damn! That bitch is crazy... I ain't' ever and I mean ever... seen a bitch like that! Adam put out his cigarette and laughed, "I mean... did you see that bitch!"

"Yah..." I was laughing so hard I could barely get it out the effects of marijuana were making the event to funny for me to stand, "Yah Adam... haha... She is crazy! She didn't know were the hell she was going mother fucker."

"Hey Adam!" his step mom yelled from god knows were.

"Damnit, haha... I told you Miss Kelly the hotels over there. To the fucking leeeeft!"

"I thought you meant on the roof Adam and now I'm stuck!" next thing we knew all we could here was pounding above the barn roof.

"What the fuuuck, bitch you "are" on the roof, aren't you! Bitch you aaare crazy! Just stay up there till my dads sober and wants to help your ass down. He'll prolly' do it tomorow mournin'." His step mom and dad were in another fight about drugs so now she has been told to go to a hotel. I imagine she took all the drugs by how she's acting. I don't think Adam's grandma wanted either of them at her house anyways. It's funny though this is surprisingly a normal thing here.

"Damnit Adam just put a damn ladder by the fucking barn. I'm to fucked up to be on a roof. I mean I'm seeing little keebler elfs in the tree's and well Adam I'm fuckin' freaked out. Get the damn ladder!" She seemed to be getting quite mad at Adam's "toying with her" routine he did quite often and so well.

"Fiiiine, hold on" Josh went and got the ladder and Miss Kelley was relieved to get away from the evil Keebler elfs.

Miss Kelley wen't back inside after the event and Adam's dad had already forgiven her, I suppose; I mean she never came back outside so he must have forgiven her. I can't come up with a better opinion than that.

"Damn Johnny, I suppose it's time for celebration, I say we should smoke another bowl." Adam pulled out his baggy getting some bud to fill the pipe with.

"I'll pass I've had over my share today." I always said that but, he always convinced me to do more in the end.

Adam was a person who lived and breathed marijuana. He'd take it over anything, and considered everyone who didn't smoke it a fool. Me I had a life outside of the drug which is good because, later in life I was able to quit the drug with ease. Adam however will probably never quit and probably wont ever want to. Luckily I was smarter than him, and avoided him quite well so I wouldn't have to do the drug enough to turn out like him. I still loved getting high with Adam though it was a comic relieve from ordinary life. Well, actually to the reader my life in Cairo probably isn't ordinary unless you are infact from Cairo, and You will see what I mean.

Me and Adam got fucked up and drove into the night, we were high, and taking his grandma's car seemed like an excellent idea. I always thought she knew we were doing it and didn't care anyways, so I always agreed.

The car was blasting rap, and I couldn't keep my movie I got that day at the Movie Gallery from raddling off the dashboard. We were speeding and I remember the wind felt so good as I smoked my Newport pleasure. Then, I realized where in the hell were we going and what the hell was I doing in this car all fucked up! What if a cop pulls us over for speeding and finds the weed! Thats alot of damn jail time! Then I saw Sean Paul was on the radio, I liked his reggae themed rap so I stopped worrying and started singing!

"Let's go to Mike's, he's having a party." Josh then kicked up the speed and we were off.

Mike had alot of party's because, his dad really couldn't give a shet less, he actually loved the parties just as much as his son. I suppose it made him feel younger. In fact the old man was rather childish in personality but, alot of 40 year old men were like that. Alcohol and pot has destroyed their brain power... only in Cairo... Any ways for future preference we all called the old man Mr. Day-time because, he was always asleep during the day and we thought it was a funny thing to contradict.

"Let's do it I'm ready for a party" the music had me pumped with energy and I was up for a damn good time.

"Hey bitch... you got money man" I was hoping Adam didn't want more weed.

"Yah... Why?"

"Incase their down on liquor" Liquor, hell yah I had money for liquor. I was tired of weed.

The ride wasn't long and we were at the party before we new it. Just from what I could see looking out the window there was about fifteen people in the yard; most of them I knew and most of them were drunk.

"The party has officially started" I said climbing out of the car with my hands in the air.

"huh, Jooooohnny!" It seemed Sarah was happy to see me as she ran and hugged me. I could tell she was drunk as well by the slur in her voice and in the way she stumbled over.

"Hey, Sarah yall' have any liquor left or did you drink it all with out me."

"Follow me" she said dragging me inside, "I'll be back in a second." Josh simply waved me off and walked over to the crowd by the bon fire. He was probably going to get a beer and roll one of those special enormous blunts only he can make, for him and the crowd.

Sarah dragged me inside, her arm was gripping around mine so hard I thought I was going to die. She was cute drunk but, I must admit she was to drunk.

Inside Mike's Dad was sitting on the couch watching some ghost movie with a couple of other people. They were all drinking beer and talking about sex stories and all the craziest shet they've done. I must admit those are the best conversations that go on in Cairo but, their interesting and funny to talk about expecially when your drunk.

"Johnny, how's it goin' man? Were have you been? I haven't seen yuh' in ah wile." Mr. Daytime was plastered and hadn't shaved today.

"I was here yesterday Mr. Daytime. Weres Mike?"

"Oh, oh yah, you were here yesterday! Stupid me." he then went to slap himself in the head and hit himself with the beer bottle, "Ow haha. Mike wen't for cigarettes. Speaking of that, do you have one I can get?"

"Yah." I reached in my pocket and handed him one of my Newports. "Be back later Daytime. Don't get to plastered."

"I will, haha. Love you Johnny. Now go get some pussy" He sticked his tongue out at me and I just laughed and walked away with Sarah.

she took me to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of hennecy. I was amazed, my favorite drink and the conclusion to how she was that plastered. After that she pulled out two shot glasses and I could only say, "Let's get started... Damn you know how to make me happy, my favorite drink and everything."

Me and Sarah both took shots. She took only 2 because, I told her she had already had enough and me, I had ten. The rest of the night will be unknown for you as of now but, I assure you the events that are coming up will be a lot crazier than this.

To be continued...
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