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 s*it!"
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!"
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...)