Fletcher Quill Chapter 129

ADVENTURES OF FLETCHER QUILL

First stop pick up baby at toy store

Been five long too much fun years protesting on Alcatraz " The Rock Baby!

Lenny Peltier has been pardoned and now back with family and old friends and smiling ear to American Indian ear...

Supreme Court Justice Quill tells his cab driver, "Waiting for Daddy!!!". " Take me to corner or Van Ness and Sacremento please have to pick up Baby.."

Next stop Yosemite Park for one week of dry fly action with few old Pals. In his inside right jacket pocket 3 bags of "Black Gold" gonga gift from Keith Richards his main man!

He will be jamming a rare CD Clapton live Filmore West 1967 killing "Cross Roads" for the trip in style... Life is very good in the hood.

"Hello Judge Quill your 488 is ready to roll Sir. We recalibrated both superchargers and kicked up horse power to 995 as requested. This red demon will  lose any super car any time Sir!"

"Looks and sounds great Gino. Did you tweak the twins at around 4000 rpms, better hold tight. It fucking flies!"

"Great work, is the music up to 1500 watts and installed handmade carbon wheels that only weigh 12 pounds each."

"Ok, next stop Lands End to say adios to few old Pals before Yosemite run. Might drop by Fillmore West to play a little Blues Harp with Buddy Guy in town for three days."

Cell phone starts buzzing annoying! "Keith hey man you home on the estate?"

"Man we just lost Gregg Allman man-feels like when his guitar wizard Brother got killed on his motorcycle."

"I know, on my way to Filmore West later Buddy Guy is in town for two days."

"I know you have your key G Blues Harp in glove box Flyman."

"Damn, the shitola!"

"Happy to help. Gotta run old lady has work for me. Stay crazy old man..."

Quill grabs second gear and the 488 screams and pulls three Gs slamming his grey head back into the head rest!

"Judge Quill, hey man has it been five fucking years?"

"Five fucking years on that seagull toilet mission completed."

"Here are bag full of ancient Owl feathers from Peru my old friend. So your headed to Yosemite Park?"

"Land End makes me fucking sick these days. Worthless surfers and coward leftist slime fucked up my city Pilgrim!"

"I know ain't the same gang here anymore. Fucking baby strollers full of future coward left everywhere makes me sick!"

Quill heads for Bay Bridge and can't wait to escape leftist evil smell that has ruined his boyhood home. Life crawls on. The Bay Bridge looms Yosemite Park next stop...

New CD Muddy Waters and Pine Top Perkins south side Chi town circa 1968 slides into 488 CD player as Quill fires up fat spliff of Keiths insane weed...

Sounds of old Blues and deep throated 488 put old man in Nirvana. Next stop Yosemite Park and working rare old six weight Bamboo, the rich life indeed.

Cell becomes annoying again!

"Dali Lama Baby what you doing Holy Man?"

"Quill just got word on new President's Pardon of Peltier has caused American natives to throw huge Pow Wow in your honor Flyman!"

Wish I could attend, nothing can get in way of me and my beloved Bamboo getting busy at the Park."

"One more thing Clapton ain't doing too well lately, maybe drop him note or call him?"

"Will do, thanks. Gotta bounce getting near the Park late enough to get some time on the water. Without your help Dali the Alcatraz Occupation would have been dull and boring! Thanks Holy One."

Suddenly Quill hears another big ass roar next to him! Its a brand new Z1 loaded 2017 Corvette and this boy is looking for trouble! No other traffic front or rear and the 488 Radar says its go time!

The Vette starts burning very expensive rubber and swerving at 50 mph. Quill drops the 488 into 2nd gear and its fucking on bitches! In less then three seconds both cars are neck and neck at 155. Smiles so wide its crazy time.

The vette starts pulling away at 190 as Quill dials up his twin turbo charged beast and now both cars are just under 230 and still climbing.

Quill catches glimpse of dim red lights about one mile behind.

Both drivers let off and look for places to hide out... Quill turns down a dusty dirt road and shuts off the 488 smiling ear to ancient fucking ear, life is very good.

Next stop Yosemite Park after refilling gas tank and quick trip through brushless car wash good to go baby.

Quill pulls 488 into his private Yosemite Park parking area for VIP only. As he  begins unpacking his flyfishing gear including two rare 6 weight Bamboo rods his endlessly annoying cell starts buzzing!

"Justice Quill its Ricky your new Supreme Court Clerk. Good morning Sir. really hate to bother but we have two questions you been asked to clarify before your next term begins."

"My five year leave of absence has been tough on court Ricky- shoot."

"As you can guess first are you retiring soon?

"And next your thoughts on Trumps endless Tweet habit Sir?"

"May retire soon not sure. He could be less thin skinned and maybe chill on going after little-to-no value targets who mean nothing. But, fuck em kid, fuck em. At least he is going after worthless media, thats a great thing..."

Quill checks latest news before he begins throwing bugs at fat wild Bows...

CNN says Dems are putting out a nude calendar of all the super hot woman in US Congress!! "What the fuck?" he says to himself.

That will be shortest calendar ever made Baby!!!