Tag: DuJour

#5 Mama Houdoo

 

Some folks happy with a shack on a dry patch, but others want mo’ than what God see fit to give’em.  Take Mama Houdoo, f’instance.  She hitched up to be ole lady fo’ the head man of the Gatorbait Motorcycle Club – Crawdaddy they called him.  Now Crawdaddy, he was content with just his woman, their boys and his road dogs, but for Mama, that just didn’t get it.  She use the magicks of her ole’ pointy-nose granny and gave her left hand to spell Crawdaddy – hollowed out his soul and filled it up again full’a demon essence.  And that just ain’t right!  These days, she run Gatorbait through that devil shell – send’em on her b’ness, stealing and killing for whatever tickle her fancy.  That woman think she own the whole wide world, and she might…if she could ever get rid’a that rascal duJour.