A very sensible Samurai
got drunk on Saki one day and decided to wander down to the local beach. Once there, he squatted so he could write his
signature in the sand.
However, because he was so
intoxicated, he lost his balance, fell over and couldn’t get up. The more this mighty warrior tried to get up,
the worse his predicament became. After countless attempts, he finally closed
his eyes and drifted into a drunken stupor.
Some time later, he opened
his eyes and noticed a beautiful woman coming toward him. He marveled at her
two-piece swimsuit and wondered how such a vision of beauty could be coming to
succor him.
When close enough, she leaned
over him and he was confused because one of her eyes sparkled like a blue sapphire
while the other was shaped like a square black onyx.
He watched and waited for her
to help him up and didn’t notice that she had started to surround his body with
mounds of sand. It wasn’t until she began covering him with the heavy wet sand
that he realized she wasn’t assisting him at all, but burying him alive.
The Samurai’s instincts took
hold and he made an effort to free himself only to discover that his arms and
legs were locked under the weighted sand. He fought to will himself free to no
avail. When he yelled for help, all he
heard was a sickening gurgle escape his lips and he realized there had been no
beautiful woman at all only the tide rising and before long he would drown.
He closed his eyes, ready to
accept his fate; after all, he was a noble Samurai Warrior. He opened his eyes
once more and observed that he was bound in his own clothing and that his mouth
was filled with spittle, gurgling in the back of his throat. Reality set in and he was thankful for being
alive and thankful no one had seen him in his embarrassing inebriated state.
Chelle Munroe©
September 20, 2013
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