What Color Tie Will You Be Wearing At The Family Reunion?

The Family Name.......  You know it was not his... still someone from deep within the inner sanctum had seen to it he was invited....... the Matriarch or Patriarch?...... he still was not sure....... which.

The host did come up to him and ask... What color tie will you be wearing at the family reunion?.. that was his way of letting Guy know discreetly   it was a formal affair.... of course Guy had no Tie... but he was quick on his feet and said..  a very bright colorful one...... An Orange one ......... should do.....yes Bright Orange......... you can put me down for a Bright Orange Tie......... That is it,  He laughed.......... Oh and  made out of material like that of a gunny sack... burlap dyed   Orange.............. sort of a scare (Crowish) theme , The effect he was striving for was  from the bottom of the Out House  looking up towards the sky  look,   OH!   How appalling   those bare buttocks and the old man dangling's  were    ... so to speak....


Suddenly a Turbine driven prop aircraft with floats appeared over head and landed out on the lake.. across from the sprawling estate in flat Oklahoma... man he was really out of place... but he seemed able to keep people there humored...  they were kind of uppity, but many laughed... perhaps he should put his shoes on the wrong feet... and be a court jester..... one women sat on his head by accident... he pretended she smothered  him to death............. kicking his legs out from underneath her dress then falling still as if dead.

He wanted to say who's old Cessna 207 is that? but he looked closer and saw it had no struts.. and was brand  shiny New........ Guy asked what is it doing out there?   Someone said they were counting Pelicans nests...

Now that is a hoot...  don't you think that big screaming airplane might just scare away the Pelicans? Guy in a sarcastic tone remarked...........

Oh but heavens you know how that kind of stuff is funded............. it can be 100% foolish.

Guy was fielding questions left and right... and telling bullshit story's for answers........ he was having fun.. once he got into the swing of it.........

He was a pretty good liar... or able to easily  exaggerate........ He was having fun gloating on his expertise's ....
Before he arrived at the upcoming Party  Guy was having overwhelming thoughts...  impure thoughts....

'A voice called out and said'

"It is not that she wouldn't  but why should she or would  she?."...............

and then there were the fucked up dreams... where the parasites came out that bite and sting and suck your blood....  shoving their heads into your abdomen ....... then detaching and falling dead to the ground.

There was a lot of tension in the air........ out on the sprawling ranch........ of who's who....... hobnobbing about.........

They all had stinky butts he figured............

Guy went on a rant in regards to environmental issues..... he figured he knew something by mere warrant of having lived in sensitive areas for decades... and having witnessed their degradation....   he grew  angry and let it rip in his dissertation  then adjusted his orange tie made of burlap and frayed at the bottom .