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Orgasms, Chocolate & Zombies? Just an average day for Jonah, Judas & JJ.
The Zee Brothers have a strange and dangerous vocation. While some hunt rodents or pests in the dark, Jonah and Judas...
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Sasha, the brothers 1950's Chevy pick-up truck tooled down the road, a small stream of smoke puffing from Jonah's open window as he dragged and released on his pipe. On the other side of the bench seat, past the giant 8-ball gear shifter, Judas sat with his own window down, lip bulging and his door covered in dark gooey strands of tobacco spit. The engine rumbled like gentle thunder behind the sounds of Jonah's classical music CD.
Spit! "Really Jonah, didn't we listen to this last time?"
Jonah puffed away on his pipe that he held in his three fingered left hand, the gear shift in his right and his knee guiding the wheel. He said nothing.
Judas slipped his hand along the dash toward the eject button. Before he could depress it, Jonah's hand flew off the vibrating shifter and smashed his brother's hand against the dash. "Driver's choice!"
"Ow!" Judas let out a scream as his brother pressed harder into his hand, illustrating the point. "But you always drive!" Brown spittle oozed into the whiskers on his chin.
"You haven't passed your driving test."
"Well that thing ain't fair. It's got all them choices to make and signs to memorize."
Jonah raised his left hand, the pipe pinched between his thumb and pointer finger, wiggling his middle finger and the two tiny stumps where his index and pinky use to be. "Life ain't fair Judas."
Judas pulled his hand away and sulked. They drove in silence for a few minutes. "Are we there yet?" Judas asked.
"No. We had to go around, there was some sort of taco truck accident on the highway between Winter Oaks and the new dump, grease all over the road."
"Where did you hear that?"
"It was on the news before we left."
"Hmph." Judas slunk down in his seat, rubbing the palm of his left hand. "That hurt Jonah."
Jonah turned and glared at his younger brother. "Well, so did this!" He waved the two stumps on his left hand at Judas and then shoved his pipe halfway into his mouth, but feeling stubborn, he left it there as they turned to the road leading up to Winter Oaks.
They pulled to a stop just before the large metal gate which closed off the elitist community of Winter Oaks from the rest of the world. The gate was black iron with large spikes at the top and a stand of metal trees that met at the middle above the words, "Winter Oaks".
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