Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Troops

Identical swamp twins Jonas and Jarvis arrived in Chicago via private jet at approximately 10:30am, exactly 3 hours after being summoned by Lourdes under the Grand Ma-ma's direct and strictest of orders. Thirty minutes later both men sat together yet decidedly far away from several other family members, some of whom they hadn't seen since their early childhood years.  Luckily Lisette's large living area inside her 15,000 square foot Kenwood mansion located on Greenwood street was roomy enough for all twenty-two male cousins.

Lourdes, Marvin and Bobby Lee stood a safe distance away watching as the men sloppily ate a variety of hor d' oeuvres prepared by the Grand Ma-ma's personal chef who also just happened to be a cousin.   Other than an occasional grunt or wet smack, the room remained comically silent.  As is often the case; hard-core, criminally inclined men no matter their stature are also some of the quietest of men - instinctively knowing silence is the necessity required to conquer prey and still survive.

Bobby Lee's eyes began to water from the human stench.  Unable to tolerate much more he decided to sneak away into the kitchen bumping into the Grand Ma-ma accompanied by Dr. Cohen instead.  If Bobby Lee didn't know any better he'd think these two might be a hot item.  The thought along with the stank aromas of sweaty skin and oily hair caused him to gag.

Lourdes nodded in her mother's direction just as the family matriarch glided into the room in trademark regal royalness.  Jonas and Jarvis immediately stood; visibly and uncharacteristically happy to see their grandmother finally well after three months of self-induced hibernation.  Other Lee cousins, some of the meanest, vilest men ever to exist remained unaware of her presence having become too immersed in eating what was perhaps the best food their simple palates had ever experienced.

"Family," the Grand Ma-ma's voice was strong, her energy visible to all.  Just then every sitting man in the room stood up and began to applaud her reemergence.  "Victory is already ours.  I've seen the future.  Do as you've been instructed.  And spare no one!"

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