"Let me cut on the rooft lights at least guys."
"Fine you want to play policeman that's cool I guess."
"Just no loudspeaker or siren you jackass the tater slaves is asleep." Jimbo was still spitting into that oversized clay pot in the backseat.
"What the hell we gon do with them two in the back?"
"It's too dark to fool with them tonight I vote they stay in the trunk." Young Three already had a toyboy she wasn't interested in any fresh fish in the least.
"I say we just toss them out by the well. Then let Darwin take over." The Scholar wanted the newest Brothers out of his ride now that he was home.
"We have a Brother named Darwin?"
"That's Scar's real name."
"Really? What's Johnny Cakes real name smart guy?" Young Three thought maybe the Scholar was bullshitting.
"His name is Maurice."
"How do you know all this Scholar?"
"Because he takes their wallets out of their pants pockets and checks for cash before he releases them out in the sect." Jimbo informed Young Three.
The Scholar gained quite a bit of respect in Young Three's eyes. I'll have to see if Joe has any cash in his pants when I get back to my tent I bet I could try to sell his identity the next time I'm in town Young Three thought to herself. The Scholar is pretty smart but he stopped a bit short he's not maximizing profits. The Scholar kicked on the lights.
"I may as well make an entrance just in case any one is awake... give the shitbirds a little false hope that they are getting rescued."
The truffles were kicking into 3rd gear inside of Joe's system. He wasn't moving around nearly as much. (I need something else to motivate him) Jefe looked in the distance through the pitch black darkness he saw blue lights flashing( that gives me an idea).
Recruit the Neptronians were in league with General Ketchup misson control says we need to keep observation on them to determine their threat level.Give the ladies a kiss then get back to work.
"Yeah ladies big Poppa has to save the world again let me motor boat them titties one more time." He gave each one of the sows a little peck on the mouth. Then he stuck his face down on a teat and vigorously nuzzled it.
Let's get in the shadows behind the barn err I mean whorehouse.
"Yes Jeffy you are my handler you know best. Do I know Neptronians? What do they look like?.
Jefe immediately sent over an image of a 60s horror movie alien with green scaly skin claws and a snorkel coming up from the middle of its forehead.
"By God they are hideous. Do we know how to communicate with them?"
Yes recruit you are our top linguist at the PIA you know how to speak Neptronian in fact you teach at the NATTO Institute for Xenological Studies. You are the only man on planet earth capable of vocalizing Neptronian.
"That's funny I didn't even remember what a Neptronian looked like until you helped jog my memory."
You are our one and only hope of saving planet earth from certain doom. You will have to negotiate for the future of the planet with whoever comes out of that shuttle.
"I accept my mission. I still need to come back alive to my Contessa."
Just know that these Neptronians are infamous abductors they perform all kinds of sick experiments on their victims just watch your back recruit.
"I understand Jeffy."
Their flying saucer was coming in for a landing. Joe had checked his bag and his weapon in at the concierge desk at the brothel. I need my axe he thought just in case things go south. I might have something useful in the bag I hope it's C4 that way I can use the boom boom as a bargaining chip.
The Scholar put the car in park then exited the vehicle and headed for the trunk.
Young Three opened the back door so Jimbo could get out then got back in the car.
The men unloaded the new brothers out by the well.
"Shit yeah bro I scored me some boots." Jimbo said to White Tides with a bit of glee.
"These only look a half size too big. I can just put on another pair of socks."
These foul creatures brought back probing victims and stole boots from the peons. This is no good. I need to get out there and spread some justice. Joe told Jefe over the comms.
Just remember recruit the Neptronians prefer their victims alive you need not fear death.
"Don't worry guys I know you are scared but it's only a few hours til daylight and all of the brothers here are skilled at removing handcuffs they'll get you out in time for breakfast." The Scholar was reassuring the newest Brothers.
"Neptronians step away from the humans." Joe said in Neptronian "I am here to accept your unconditional surrender to the PIA. Drop all of your weapons and get on the ground now!"
"What do you reckon that is Scholar, is it an earth elemental? Ohhh I hope it's Fremmy Rimrod."
"Who the fuck is Fremmy Rimrod?"
"Its a magic earth spirit that comes out in the wee hours of the morning. He spouts gibberish that nobody can understand. They say if you tickle his balls he'll grant you three wishes." Jimbo told the scholar.
"Where did you hear that load of nonsense?"
"From my daddy."
"You Southerners are insane their is no such thing as a Fremmy Rimrod."
"Shabadooo no Freep Freep belzip hakajo fripp fraim jeezle." Joe repeated his earlier message to the two Neptronians.
"I recognize that axe now it's Grubworm. He is really far off his rocker we have to get him into the car I need to get him to the Junk Hall for treatment."
"Somehow I don't think he's going easily. He's covered in mud and pig shit. I don't want him in my car."
"There's room in the trunk."
Well that's a wrap my friends#justfunontheMt.
Jefe signed off for the night. Thinking of how wild this party was. He figured he needed to call his dad let him know that he was coming home.
Joe had travelled inside the Neptronian war ship. He figured that they were already off world because no matter how many times he tried to hail Jeffy on the comms he never got even a bleep or bloop back. Nothing but static.
"So we found Joe." White Tides told Three as he got back in the car.
"Really? How is he? Where is he?"
"He's handcuffed in the trunk covered in pig shit. We are going back to my place so I can try to cure him He's in rough shape.I think his brain is swollen. I might need to find my spade bits tonight." Jimbo was considering options.
"What is a spade bit?" asked the Scholar.
"You drill big honking holes through wall studs with them so you can run pipe." Jimbo answered back.
"Why would we need that for Grubworm?"
"Duh for the same reasons or forefathers did it to let out the evil demons that are inside his. head. We will need two holes. We have to tattoo one entrance and the other exit."
"How is this supposed to help Joe? Jimbo there's no way that this is going to work. How many people died from the holes being drilled too deep?"
"Our ancestors did not know how to write so records weren't kept well. I am a card carrying witchdoctor do not question me."