Where did Sparky leave that boa? I need some feathers so I can fly out of here!
The sun comes up and you go looking for breakfast and it looks like all I am having is WTF…! And I’ll say it again, WTF? What is up with the eyes cut into what looks like toilet paper and paper towel rolls? I thought you were supposed to recycle that stuff. Even the rats are scared and they eat their own! She’s even got me hiding and peeking around corners and I’ll go one-on-one with Sparky!
Well, we all knew it would someday happen…we all knew she had the bat shit crazies…it has finally manifested itself in a way there is proof and we can have her committed. About freakin’ time….just say’n….
She does, however, keep a well stocked food and alcohol pantry. I am going to miss that old girl…
GSquared was kind enough to loan us his Harley so that Wabbit and I could put on our ridin’ leathers and visit all the donut shops in America! One donut shop at a time! When you travel, you need a plan…ours is a good one!
Wabbit knows to keep a sharp eye out for crows…they will steal your donuts!
HD proudly puts their name on their cycles. I proudly put donuts in my mouth and have been known to bury one or two when no one is looking.
Checking the GPS, there is a Dunkin’ Donuts in 1.2 miles. First stop on our trip.
Wabbit is the best shot gun ever because…well, he has a shotgun. And he likes to share…what a great lovey!
Yo Clive! Dude! You got us pumpkin donuts…!!!!! Man, I had heard crows will steal anything…but you rocked this one! You dive bombed that little old lady, didn’t you, until she dropped the bag. Well, I am sure she did not need them. Her ass is fat enough!
Dude…sorry about burying you in the back yard. You look damn good for digging out…you know, from under all those leaves so no one could find your unmarked grave…and then getting past the other dead things I had buried back there…hey! well that is good news, so they did not turn into zombies after all!
And check out Khatt…she says she only eats meat…but damn, looks to me like she has slobbered all over that donut and marked it as hers…not even Moe will touch it!
Glad to have you back, man!