Friday, January 19, 2007
Whut a grate box!
Thare's this reely grate long tunnel box upstares in the hall. It's even dekerated reel nice with an archt entryway on both ends. So finely I desided to go inside and chek it owt... and it terns owt it'd be a grate place to hang with my harem becuz it's vary spayshus. So I made myself at home and waytid for some of my gerls to teleport over. Win all of a suddin, the wite rat comes up and sez it's HIS tunnel box, and I needed to git owt, and he was mad cuz I got my smell all over it. Well, ya know, finders keepers and all that. So I sed, "Yoo wanna peese of me???" And he sed he wuz gonna go tell on me, and that the food man made the box just for him. And he sat owtside flexin his NON-EXISTINT MUSSELLS (sorry, Daisy, but it's troo), and flappin' his yapper, and I sed, "Go ahed and rat me owt, ya littul wite ratfink," and he kept pokin at me frum owtside the box, and then I wint to sleep. THE END --- RtGC