Merlin's Hookah

Merlin's Hookah 1

This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to places or people is completely accidental and in your mind, you must be smoking way to much.

CHAPTER 1

Our story begins in Gaileyton. Its a small little town along the interstate in the N.E. corner of the Tennessee. Wayne and Tank are playing pool and listening to the local rock station and shooting the shit. They are at their favorite hangout where they have been every night on Friday for the last ten years. CRACK........blump...blump go the balls as two of them fall into the pockets.

"What the fuck fell Wayne?"

"One of each man, what do ya want?"

"You know me", Tank replied, "I got the biggest balls of them all so I'll take stripes."

"Don't you wish bro, why don't you come over and roll this before you take your shot."

"You know me Wayne, I always pause for the cause." So tell me man where you been running off to on these week long absences again."

"Treasure hunting man, cool old stuff left behind in abandoned old houses and cabins. I found some old maps at the flea market. Some had these old trails and roads up in the mountains that are closed and over grown. I did some exploring and found some cool things but I need your special skills for one place I found."

"Cool Wayne, count me in. So where is it man?"

"That you may not like Tank, gotta take the dirtbikes over Chimney Top and follow the creek to Mattix Peak. Got an hour or so hike from there."

"Dude, that area is supposed to be haunted and shit!"

"Tank you dumbass pussy, that's just made up stuff the local inbreeders started so they can bang there sisters in peace. Seriously dude I found this cool old castle looking place I need help gettin in. May be full of old antiquities we can make some cash on dude."

"Sounds like a plan Wayne now put that roach down and lets finish this game."

After a few more games and several more doobie our boys call it a night and agree to meet at Wayne's house in the morning to scout it out and enjoy the day.

Morning came to Tank to early as the alarm went off, he'd already hit the snooze 5 times. As he lay there awhile finally deciding to leave his eyes open he remembered the plans for the day. Reaching over to the night stand he grabbed his half a doobie from lastnight and sparked it up. Wake and Bake, the best way to start your day. After gettin the morning buzz going he decided to take a shower and think about what to do for the munchies he would have later.

Feeling good after his shower he cruized thru the kitchen and hit the fridge. Cold Philly Cheese Steak pizza from Pizza Pluz, a wicked munchable for breakfast(usually doesn't make it that long). 2 slices of that and a can of Monster energy drink, ultimate stoner breakfast. Out to the garage to get a couple sacks incase it was a long trip. Grab the keys and jump on the Harley, Tanks old 77 Ironhead rumbles to life. A Sportster is a much better bike for these curvy and winding mountain roads. Such awsome sights seeing all the colors in the leaves as fall closed in. Before long he was pulling onto Wayne's long driveway, following it back thru the trees where his little cabin is hidden.

"Morning dude, how'd you sleep, you ready for today?"

"Yes and yes bro", said Tank pullin a joint from behind his ear.

"Hell yeah said Wayne smiling, I got everything we should need ready. Should not be to long of a trip after we cross Chimnytop, we will have to hike a mile or so at the top of Mattix Peak. If there is a lot there we will have to come back with the ATV and trailer later."