and the Punks in the Big City
Simple day, simple play. Simple talk, simple walk. Our story starts, who cares.. I'm going to tell you the story of Willis the poodle.. and how Willis was violently robbed. Willis lived on a rather large farm where he was the only poodle. Aside from that he was also the only house pet and spoiled and despised by all the others. Other animals that is, Willis always bragged about his "beautiful, collerful socks" to the other animals. So one day while Willis was bragging to the goats they decided to push him down the hill. So poor little, helpless Willis was violently shoved down the hill. As he tumbled down, one of his magical socks got a hole in it. Willis was convinced he was going to die. Just when he stopped at the bottom of the hill he could smell a foul cabbage like smell. And then he saw them. Big fat ones! He cried to the uni-moo for help but the uni-moo just stood there grazing in the field with a look of complete and utter amazement! 'They' bit Willis, there was 2 of 'them' and 'they' took off with Willis' socks! The distorted Willis cried like a small prphaned child would. About 3 hours later a-walkin-down-the-road came Cake Boy. He saw the poodle named Willis crying. Cake Boy asked what was wrong and Willis replied "the punks stole my magical socks and now I'm going to die!" "oh no!" replied Cake Boy, "what did they look like?" Willis stopped crying and thought of a good way to put things.... "Well.. Big fat ones, smell like cabbage!" With that... Cake Boy set off to find the 'big fat ones' and Willis' magical socks. As Cake Boy, the hero of our story incase you didn't know, got closer to the perpetrators the uni-moo moo'd more... Soon he moo'd no more. So cake Boy looked all around.. then towards the ground. He saw them! He picked them up, both of them, and the magical socks. He brought them back to Willis, the scared shitless poodle, and asked if this was them.. Willis said yes. The two rats spoke to Willis... "Sir, please we just.. we've been watching you and.. sir, we have little ones, and they're cold.." "That wont do" said Willis. So the rats thought... One said.. "I keep fallin in and out of love with you, I never loved someone the way I love you" This brought Willis to tears.. Somehow Cake Boy had dissappeared.. ANyways.. Willis agreed to let the rats have joint custody of the magical socks. And all is yay!
To the cave Batman!