Brain Dead Morons and The Huckleberry Hounds

Mr. Park Ranger turned up in his brand new utility, his clothes pressed, into service, of course, gay bar loitering, pillow biting, lamington sucking, wanna’ be ballet dancing homo breath wiped the pic-a-nic tables with a sour face and a demeanour that would shatter the happiness of any one’s day. He dutifully went about his business, whatever that was, he certainly didn’t plant any trees, that much was for certain. Agent Henry danger Banwell, alias The Atlantean, alias The Transporter, alias The Arcturian, would be could be ruler of the known Universe, casually practiced his, according to the Mincie Boys, homosexual Tai Chi, Many Names Have I, watched him like a hawk, just for the fact that he had on neat pressed trousers shirt and a tie, that had just come from the dry cleaners, watched Henry d. and waited for his chance, H. went over to the table and checked that all his possessions were still there, once he had looked, he resumed his practice, when he had finished his Homosexual Tai Chi practice as the Pomo’s of The Veldt call it, H. went back to the then shade of the table under the rooftop covering and said to himself, and to no one else in particular, “Dirty little barstard stole my tobacco”, of course the park ranger had left in his brand new utility. The next day two other park rangers arrived and they were dressed in rough hewn clothes, old and worn from honest toil, they were friendly and said hello. He watched them and noticed that they had an old utility, not that old but old enough to be usable. He waited and soon enough he saw them leave, and he went about his day.

Soon after a Chinese person arrived, so he thought, he looked like he was Chinese, he sat and looked at his map, surveying the forward route and soon after made his plans to leave on his hike. H. watched him and made his move, voices from the hidy holes around the campsite made such claims that he was a Chinese spy, and other such rubbish. H went off into the bush and watched him for a while, he watched as the camper packed his gear and prepared to leave on his hike, H. went over to the nearby path and made his way cautiously around the bend, he eventually ended up right in front of the hiker and looked him straight in the eye and greeted him cordially, he greeted back and H. made his way back to his car and made himself a cup of tea.