The "Joshua Nelson" Story - VOL.2

CHAPTER TWO:

A crescent sun etched it's fiery edge over the horizon, dousing Moab with it's golden warmth over the campsite. As the Jeepers arise from their lairs, a lone Jeeper sits indian style by a dark brown object.

twaldron: "Joshie, didn't you get any sleep?"

Joshie: "No. See? Look! It's got ice crystals on it. It's ice cream."

Jeepers: "No, Josh. The desert just gets really cold at night, it's dog sh_" (INTERRUPTED)

A JEEPER RUNS UP.

Kevin Sperle: "Hey! Some of the guys found Harry B. in a cave!"

THE JEEPERS CONVENE AROUND THE CAVE'S OPENING

DougW: "Wow! The great Harry Brosofsky!"

travis: "Who's Harry Brosofsky?"

Jbjeep: "He's mummified? Yuck!"

Lon Stowell: "Like a creamsicle!"

Joshie: "Oooh, you're making me hungry again."

Jerry Bransford: "Now that's shit!"

Joshie: "See, and it doesn't even look like that ice cream! Told ya!" (sighs) "The inventor of square wheels..."

Group: "WHAT??"

Joshie: "Yes, all CJs had square wheels."

Group: "What kind of...? (interrupted)

TJim: "Still sitting in his 97 TJ."

L.W. "Bill" Hughes: "If he'd of had a REAL JEEP, this wouldn't have happened!"

"Not only that, in kalifornia, we never had enough fossil energy to sell kumquats. Damn Texans. Jerry Bransford: "I knew those heim joints would never last!"

JUST OUTSIDE THE CAVE, A WHIMPER IS HEARD. THE GROUP STARES AS A MANGY DINGO TROTS UP TO THE CRUSTY PILE. THE DOG SNIFFS AND CIRCLES AROUND THE LUMP. STOPPING, HE ARCHES HIS HAUNCHES AND RELEASES A LARGE STEAMING BROWN TORPEDO. AS IT COILS ON THE GROUND THE GROUP MURMURS.

twaldron: "Well, Einstein, there's your proof."

Joshie: "What? An ice cream vendor??"

Jeff Strickland: "Oh, c'mon! What else do you need??"

Earle Horton: "Let me take a look at this. We had a similar problem at Microsoft. Did you guys know I worked there? Billy G. and I solved it. Lesse....yep, same problem. Only we called it Windows 98. Hey! have you guys seen my 1099 yet???"

Joshie: "Where's Nathan, show him!"

tyler dirden: "He went to go play with Mike and his "Dingy".

Group: "EW!!!"

Kevin in San Diego: "NO!! He's over the hill, stacking rocks."

JimG: "STACKING ROCKS??!! He drives a RUBICON! Tell him he doesn't need to stack ROCKS under his wheels!!"

Mike Romain: "He's not, he's stacking them in his seat so he can see over the steering wheel..."

Group: "oh..."

(...to be continued...)