Uncle Jacky and Mr. Shiny were once again in the desert and this time they were ravaging than ever.
They are driving a ford car the make of which was unclear but dried blood spot along side window and the bumper gave her distinct personality.
Mr. Shiny- Hey Uncle Jacky you are quite for some time. What are you thinking?
Uncle Jacky- Oh Mr. Shiny I was just, you know, thinking about a joke. But I m not able to laugh, its not that it’s a mediocre one but its not helping me.
Mr.Shiny- Its ok. Do you mind telling me your joke. May be I would laugh or something.
Uncle Jacky: Are you sure with that.
Mr. Shiny- ya what the hell.Go on tell me.
Uncle Jacky- Before I tell you my most cherished joke. I want you to answer a simple question and then I proceed with the joke.
Mr. Shiny- So much for a little joke.
Uncle Jacky- They say small things matter the most.
Mr. Shiny- Ya whatever. Throw me the question. Will you?
Uncle Jacky- Ok. Tell me what are the different roles that you play. You know social roles, professional roles, that kind of stuff.
Mr. Shiny- ffffffff… ok let me think. I am son of a deranged mother and Husband of a dead woman. That’s it for social roles. You see my life is not that complicated. Well professional I can say that I’m a self- employed man. Mostly I take freelancing assignments.
Uncle Jacky- Don’t you think killing-people-on-whim is a more than euphemism for freelancing assignments.
Mr. Shiny- I prefer to be subtle. Ok.. Are going to tell me the joke or not.
Uncle Jacky- Well that’s my joke and I’ll do whatever I like to do with it. You tell me one thing, Are you going to do either my way or you can go to highway.
Mr. Shiny- You are trying to get on my nerves. But I won’t lose my temper. I’m a changed man and also after so many efforts on my group therapy sessions your sweet talk won’t waste it.
Uncle Jacky- I don’t give a damn about what your stupid therapy sessions but I acknowledge you refined personnel thing. We are the most, what they say,intellectual people in the business. We generate a sense of affluence in the ambience, thanks to my dressing sense, and you too Mr. Shiny have done a hell of a job by improvising over the time. Like the Japanese say Kaizen principle. You many people around us are ‘art loving people’ but one needs to become a connoisseur to appreciate the real one.
Mr. Shiny – Please go you brag about your snobbery again Uncle Jacky. I’m trying hard not to loose it. But you are just not helping do you. Tell me the f****ing joke now as*****.
Uncle Jacky- There you go moron. You show your color too soon Mr. Shiny. Remember our little agreement. No abuses.
No matter what certificate those rehabilitation center people have given you, it will take me a real good time to acknowledge it. You can dodge cops but not me.
Mr. Shiny- Enough Uncle Jacky, Enough. I can’t take no more of your pathetic voice.
Mr. Shiny takes out his .45 loaded revolver and points against Uncle Jacky’s side head while Uncle Jacky was still driving.
Uncle Jacky is unabated and looked only on the road.
Uncle Jacky-Hey, Mr. Shiny before you shoot me don’t you want to listen to my most cherished Joke. I mean only the joke is responsible to the present situation. Do you mind if I tell you the joke. In this way I would be contented enough to die. Just like regular people’s ‘things to do before I die’ kind of stuff.
Mr. Shiny thinks for a while, has a grin on his face.
Mr. Shiny- Ok. Go on tell me the joke.
Unlce Jacky- But there a problem, a genuine one this time. I swear Mr. Shiny.
Mr. Shiny scratches his scar (on his right cheek) and his is pissed off for real.
Mr. Shiny- Did some tell you how much of lunacy is filled in your filthy head. Problem! What it is?
Uncle Jacky- My voice.
Mr. Shiny- what? What happened to your voice?
Uncle Jacky- You told me that you can’t bear my voice no more. Its irritating to you. Now I’m facing a loaded gun. I don’t want to take chances Mr. shiny. I have seen you doing your freelancing work and that scares me. It’s natural. You know fear. I’m a bit frightened. That’s it.
And in that mood I would not be doing justice to this elegant work of some anonymous artist. I can tell you a horror story in this mood but not a Joke.
No sir.
Mr. Shiny is beginning to feel a lump in his throat. His mouth becomes dry and he deadly needs something to lighten up.
Mr. Shiny is suffering from a condition. Hypogentricia – It’s a psychological condition in which subject feels the anxiety and tension reigns over him. A neurotic chemical gets secretes in the body of the subject which tighten his/her muscle activity and it becomes impossibly hard for the subject to breathe. However the cure is pretty simple. Drugs do the little help as they can just slow down the rate of the chemical production but not cease it, But if you release the tension of the subject immediately by saying something which initiates a sense of euphoria. The subject survives because laughing releases another neurotic chemical with neutralize the effect of deadly chemical. It’s a genetic disease and Mr. Shiny can do nothing but try and keep himself calm.
As a matter of fact the Joke has become his only chance to survive.
Uncle Jacky here, is a cool customer. Not only he is good in his ‘freelancing work’ , he remains an offbeat to almost anyone in the business. His experience has taught him what it takes to be a pro. But like Mr. Shiny he too suffers from a condition. It’s not that serious, just that he is a complete lunatic. Ordinarily his behavior doesn’t reveal that but inside he has an urge for self destruction and his whims which he calls as ‘good hunches’ have taken him to the level of such heinous crime that can make even the barbarians puke.
On his 10th assignment he had to terrify a judge for some embezzlement case. He went inside the bedroom of the house with a shotgun( it helps to induce fear in the business) to wake the judge. The situation got out of his hand when his wife who was awake in the living room attacked him with a knife on his right shoulder just to scare him away. Uncle Jacky because of his condition went into pensive mood and got into the mental condition.
He provoked and sometimes urged the lady to cut him on the shoulders and back. He made a proposal to the lady that if she wants her husband alive she has to peel the skin of his(Uncle Jackie’s) forearms and wear them as a scarf on herself.
Well the lady tried to do so and Uncle Jacky was happier than ever. Meanwhile the Judge tried to me smart and hit Uncle Jacky with a baseball bat. Though the hit was nice was Uncle Jacky had a metal skull freshly made up after his stint on a bike in an attempted move to fly it across a undergoing construction of a bridge. On lookers cursed the construction hitches and Government but those who knew Uncle Jacky had a different opinion. However the hit made him dizzy and also stalled the peeling operation which was half done. This made the other wise cool uncle Jacky a bit upset and he retorted. He snatched the baseball bad and hit the judge real bad on this head. This made him bleed profusely and this didn’t stop Uncle Jacky, so he beat him up again and again for what like 10 minutes. He made a pulp out of his head. The poor saw the incident live and died instantly from a heat attack. When people reached the crime sight two onlookers were reported to be unconscious. This grisly murder act made uncle Jacky infamous and added quite to his reputation. He was asked to be a bit discreet by the bosses. So he was here with his new partner Mr. Shiny to visit Las Vegas. After all for whom they are earning. That entire desert that surrounds the beautiful city is its reality and that where both these guys were.
Both of them knew about each other’s condition \.
Okay so much for their past life but now in this car there is a cheeky situation which is building up.
Mr. Shiny is needy here and he says in a convincing tone simultaneously fighting from the effect of his generated condition.
Mr. Shiny- See Uncle Jacky. I have to tell you know that your witty and charming style has made me your admirer, a connoisseur. Right. Now listen to this hard and do exactly what I tell you to do. I’m counting upto 5. if you didn’t tell me the f***ing joke I will kill you. Plain and Simple.
Uncle Jacky- Okay if my voice is not a problem to you than I will tell you the joke with all the voice modulation technique. God! You re going to love my joke. So listen carefully it’s a panacea for you.
They are driving a ford car the make of which was unclear but dried blood spot along side window and the bumper gave her distinct personality.
Mr. Shiny- Hey Uncle Jacky you are quite for some time. What are you thinking?
Uncle Jacky- Oh Mr. Shiny I was just, you know, thinking about a joke. But I m not able to laugh, its not that it’s a mediocre one but its not helping me.
Mr.Shiny- Its ok. Do you mind telling me your joke. May be I would laugh or something.
Uncle Jacky: Are you sure with that.
Mr. Shiny- ya what the hell.Go on tell me.
Uncle Jacky- Before I tell you my most cherished joke. I want you to answer a simple question and then I proceed with the joke.
Mr. Shiny- So much for a little joke.
Uncle Jacky- They say small things matter the most.
Mr. Shiny- Ya whatever. Throw me the question. Will you?
Uncle Jacky- Ok. Tell me what are the different roles that you play. You know social roles, professional roles, that kind of stuff.
Mr. Shiny- ffffffff… ok let me think. I am son of a deranged mother and Husband of a dead woman. That’s it for social roles. You see my life is not that complicated. Well professional I can say that I’m a self- employed man. Mostly I take freelancing assignments.
Uncle Jacky- Don’t you think killing-people-on-whim is a more than euphemism for freelancing assignments.
Mr. Shiny- I prefer to be subtle. Ok.. Are going to tell me the joke or not.
Uncle Jacky- Well that’s my joke and I’ll do whatever I like to do with it. You tell me one thing, Are you going to do either my way or you can go to highway.
Mr. Shiny- You are trying to get on my nerves. But I won’t lose my temper. I’m a changed man and also after so many efforts on my group therapy sessions your sweet talk won’t waste it.
Uncle Jacky- I don’t give a damn about what your stupid therapy sessions but I acknowledge you refined personnel thing. We are the most, what they say,intellectual people in the business. We generate a sense of affluence in the ambience, thanks to my dressing sense, and you too Mr. Shiny have done a hell of a job by improvising over the time. Like the Japanese say Kaizen principle. You many people around us are ‘art loving people’ but one needs to become a connoisseur to appreciate the real one.
Mr. Shiny – Please go you brag about your snobbery again Uncle Jacky. I’m trying hard not to loose it. But you are just not helping do you. Tell me the f****ing joke now as*****.
Uncle Jacky- There you go moron. You show your color too soon Mr. Shiny. Remember our little agreement. No abuses.
No matter what certificate those rehabilitation center people have given you, it will take me a real good time to acknowledge it. You can dodge cops but not me.
Mr. Shiny- Enough Uncle Jacky, Enough. I can’t take no more of your pathetic voice.
Mr. Shiny takes out his .45 loaded revolver and points against Uncle Jacky’s side head while Uncle Jacky was still driving.
Uncle Jacky is unabated and looked only on the road.
Uncle Jacky-Hey, Mr. Shiny before you shoot me don’t you want to listen to my most cherished Joke. I mean only the joke is responsible to the present situation. Do you mind if I tell you the joke. In this way I would be contented enough to die. Just like regular people’s ‘things to do before I die’ kind of stuff.
Mr. Shiny thinks for a while, has a grin on his face.
Mr. Shiny- Ok. Go on tell me the joke.
Unlce Jacky- But there a problem, a genuine one this time. I swear Mr. Shiny.
Mr. Shiny scratches his scar (on his right cheek) and his is pissed off for real.
Mr. Shiny- Did some tell you how much of lunacy is filled in your filthy head. Problem! What it is?
Uncle Jacky- My voice.
Mr. Shiny- what? What happened to your voice?
Uncle Jacky- You told me that you can’t bear my voice no more. Its irritating to you. Now I’m facing a loaded gun. I don’t want to take chances Mr. shiny. I have seen you doing your freelancing work and that scares me. It’s natural. You know fear. I’m a bit frightened. That’s it.
And in that mood I would not be doing justice to this elegant work of some anonymous artist. I can tell you a horror story in this mood but not a Joke.
No sir.
Mr. Shiny is beginning to feel a lump in his throat. His mouth becomes dry and he deadly needs something to lighten up.
Mr. Shiny is suffering from a condition. Hypogentricia – It’s a psychological condition in which subject feels the anxiety and tension reigns over him. A neurotic chemical gets secretes in the body of the subject which tighten his/her muscle activity and it becomes impossibly hard for the subject to breathe. However the cure is pretty simple. Drugs do the little help as they can just slow down the rate of the chemical production but not cease it, But if you release the tension of the subject immediately by saying something which initiates a sense of euphoria. The subject survives because laughing releases another neurotic chemical with neutralize the effect of deadly chemical. It’s a genetic disease and Mr. Shiny can do nothing but try and keep himself calm.
As a matter of fact the Joke has become his only chance to survive.
Uncle Jacky here, is a cool customer. Not only he is good in his ‘freelancing work’ , he remains an offbeat to almost anyone in the business. His experience has taught him what it takes to be a pro. But like Mr. Shiny he too suffers from a condition. It’s not that serious, just that he is a complete lunatic. Ordinarily his behavior doesn’t reveal that but inside he has an urge for self destruction and his whims which he calls as ‘good hunches’ have taken him to the level of such heinous crime that can make even the barbarians puke.
On his 10th assignment he had to terrify a judge for some embezzlement case. He went inside the bedroom of the house with a shotgun( it helps to induce fear in the business) to wake the judge. The situation got out of his hand when his wife who was awake in the living room attacked him with a knife on his right shoulder just to scare him away. Uncle Jacky because of his condition went into pensive mood and got into the mental condition.
He provoked and sometimes urged the lady to cut him on the shoulders and back. He made a proposal to the lady that if she wants her husband alive she has to peel the skin of his(Uncle Jackie’s) forearms and wear them as a scarf on herself.
Well the lady tried to do so and Uncle Jacky was happier than ever. Meanwhile the Judge tried to me smart and hit Uncle Jacky with a baseball bat. Though the hit was nice was Uncle Jacky had a metal skull freshly made up after his stint on a bike in an attempted move to fly it across a undergoing construction of a bridge. On lookers cursed the construction hitches and Government but those who knew Uncle Jacky had a different opinion. However the hit made him dizzy and also stalled the peeling operation which was half done. This made the other wise cool uncle Jacky a bit upset and he retorted. He snatched the baseball bad and hit the judge real bad on this head. This made him bleed profusely and this didn’t stop Uncle Jacky, so he beat him up again and again for what like 10 minutes. He made a pulp out of his head. The poor saw the incident live and died instantly from a heat attack. When people reached the crime sight two onlookers were reported to be unconscious. This grisly murder act made uncle Jacky infamous and added quite to his reputation. He was asked to be a bit discreet by the bosses. So he was here with his new partner Mr. Shiny to visit Las Vegas. After all for whom they are earning. That entire desert that surrounds the beautiful city is its reality and that where both these guys were.
Both of them knew about each other’s condition \.
Okay so much for their past life but now in this car there is a cheeky situation which is building up.
Mr. Shiny is needy here and he says in a convincing tone simultaneously fighting from the effect of his generated condition.
Mr. Shiny- See Uncle Jacky. I have to tell you know that your witty and charming style has made me your admirer, a connoisseur. Right. Now listen to this hard and do exactly what I tell you to do. I’m counting upto 5. if you didn’t tell me the f***ing joke I will kill you. Plain and Simple.
Uncle Jacky- Okay if my voice is not a problem to you than I will tell you the joke with all the voice modulation technique. God! You re going to love my joke. So listen carefully it’s a panacea for you.
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