I took a walk down to the corner store to find something to help out my slight hangover from watching the Cowboys and my poker night. I made it half way down the block and there they were! Two older couples out door-to-door.
They seemed to be having a pow-wow in front of a block of apartments. I guess someone was having a RV or something. I caught a glance from one of the sisters. I guess my disshelved look and dark sunglasses made me look a bit shady.
I figured that some poor kid was only a couple days away from being drug out into the heat wearing wool suits for a miserable morning. I figured it was my duty to give their parents some good ol JW urban legend material for the car ride this weekend.
I started looking at the ground and then the smile muttering "SPARLOCK!", then as I passed I got frantic, waving my arms and looking in the trees and bushes. "Sparlock, my master where have you gone". Then I just ran away screaming SPARLOCK MY MASTER... in a pitiful and anguished tone.
After I got my coke and burrito, I came back. They were gone!