(Glossary at end.)
I ken that an ace man’s gotta be twenty-four on the vig lest he get sliced, diced or swiss-cheesed by his advers. But when I cast my peepers on the Flyin’ Dutchman revvin’ on the tarmac and the flutterbys sucker-punch my bagpipes, I get that I gotta get an equalizer.
I look back at the terrorist terminators and see Belinda wavin’ somethin’ at me. Valium. Pop one. Plug in a tune on the cyber clickety-clack and let the little blue lullaby purvs wing me over this convoluted Mixmaster world we’ve created. I snag the sleepy seeds, ID the fishy globe-hoppers and foot-drag into the jet-powered tin lizzie.
(Click to catch up on Sammy, The Gat.)
THE GATIONARY of Sammy Speak
ace man: n. hit man. advers: n. adversaries. bagpipes: n. lungs.
cyber clickety-clack: n. computer.
fishy globe-hoppers: n. suspicious-looking travelers.
flutterbys: n. stomach butterflies. foot-drag: v. walk reluctantly.
jet-powered tin lizzie: n. airplane. ken: v. (Scottish) to know.
purvs: n. purveyors; suppliers. sleepy seeds: n. tranquilizers.
sucker punch: v. sudden, unexpected attack.
terrorist terminators: n. airport security guards.
twenty-four on the vig: n. constantly vigilant.
(Photo by Douglas M. MacIlroy, Friday Fictioneers, December 14, 2012.)