Hells Angel On High

[ILaidler]

[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-28-01 AT 05:19 PM (EDT)](The scene opens outside Mitch Peterson’s ranch. He sits on the canopy of his house drinking a can of beer. He wears torn jeans and a black Harley Davidson t-shirt and black Bandanna. His flame red Harley Davidson stands peacefully in the long grass. The time is around three o’clock in the afternoon and Mitch has just got back home after a long ride. He sits back in the chair and takes a swig of his beer. He gets up from the chair and walks over to the bike and just sits on it.)

MP: HEY GINA!

(Mitch’s wife Gina steps out of the house and onto the canopy. She is wearing a night-dress and no shoes. Her sometimes gleaming, beautifully combed blond hair is dirty and in a mess.)

GP: What?

MP: What’s wrong with ya?

GP: Nothing. Should there be?

MP: No. You just look –

GP: I’m tired. Ok?!

MP: Easy! Easy! I’m just…concerned.

GP: Well, ya got nothing to be concerned about. I’m ok. Ok?!

MP: Ok. If ya say so. Hey, I’m thinking of going for a ride. You wanna come?

GP: I ain’t ready.

MP: (getting off the bike and walking into the house.) There IS something wrong.

GP: No there ain’t.

MP: Yes there is!

GP: NO THERE AIN’T! #### SAKE MITCH! I’VE JUST GOT OUTTA ####### BED!

MP: Okay! Okay! Relax!

GP: I thought you said you were going for a ride!

MP: Humph! Don’t worry. I am!

(Mitch storms out of the house and gets on his bike. He storms off the land. Gina runs out of the house and onto the grass.)

GP: MITCH! MITCH! I AM SORRY!………………I can’t help being pregnant!


To be Continued
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