Zoongash's Day Out

It was a cool sunny day and Zoongash Kalanadhabtla decided to take advantage of the good weather and do some shopping. He was on his way back from his weekly trip to the Food Mart. Zoongash walked down the street humming the songs of Nusrat Ali Khan, with his groceries in one hand and a slice of mango in the other. All of a sudden his humming was interrupted by the loud shouting from an unknown location. "I am the savior! I have come to pass judgement upon those who have sinned!" Zoongash looked around and then up towards the Goldstein and Frick Bank. There atop the roof of the building was a robed man with the facial features similar to those of Jesus. "Stopped that bloody shouting you bloody gora (slang term for White people)", yelled back Zoongash. The man turned his attention to Zoongash. "It is not to late for those of a false god to be saved", replied the man as he waved the Bible and rosary beads in Zoongash's direction. " Go to hell!" yelled Zoongash as he threw the remains of his half eaten mango at the religious preacher.Zoongash continued back on his way back his store with the angry shouts of the Jesus-wannabe in the background. "God damn this city. It is so bloody loud," complained Zoongash as the religious shouts were soon replaced by the drilling of a jack hammer from road work being down across the streets. Zoongash had almost made it Mo Liquor without further incident.


Just as Zoongash was walking up to the front door a loud "Bang, Bang", rang through the city. Zoongash ducked down towards the floor while throwing his grocery bag above his head for protection. He heard a car sped off down the street, followed by police sirens. Zoongash looked up and saw one of his customers, Donald the fisherman, laying on the ground with blood coming from his leg. A man, looking as if he had come out of a Russian mobster movie, made his way to the injured man and began to examine the man's injury. "Bloody city. I tought I left dis shit in Pakistan," exclaimed Zoongash as he began to unlock the door to his store. He had only a few minutes to put away his groceries before he began to have customers. A man in a dirty long overcoat walked into the store and began to make his way through the aisles. He eventually made his way to the counter with a handle of Mr.Boston's gin. "Ha! Bloody Americans always drink da worst shit," Zoongash muttered to himself as he rang up the man's purchase. Zoongash noticed that the man seemed nervous and was constantly looking around. After paying with a mixture if half torn, filthy money and coins, the man quickly walked to the exit. Zoongash just shook his head, "Bloody Americans".