It was a stormy night, but I really needed to find my duck tape, curling iron, bowling ball, and cookies, but Ebo stole everyone’s pants. We all pyramid rode CBX’s motorcycle to Bob’s place. Poor Bob was just about green with envy, he wanted a mullet too. So much so that he grabbed the flowbee.
Boy was jealous, and stole said flowbee, which made Bob’s cat “Pissy” very worried, because last time…….. Steve tried to put it to work as Don King’s hairpiece. But realized that would require more cats, and likely make the cats form a union! So began the Federal Association Relegating Cat Equality.
Untill deputy JDog showed up, and pulled his radio out to call for backup, “Sherriff? We need kitty litter, something really stinks around here.” “It’s raining, should I use the clumping litter?” Yes… and add a little cement also to help with the stench that is Bon Jovi, who thought he could use the FARCE, but health insurance only covers 80%.
Therefore, Bob’s cat would really like to get his paws on the bastage who glued the bowling ball to its union leader. Such bastigiousness hasn’t happened since we threw a foreman into the glue vat filled with Spam! Bastage had SpamBlocker, though, and fell asleep. Nightmares filled his dreams causing a large quantity of spam to be ingested which a virtual colon cleansing couldn’t have been more appropriate, said his wife.
Meanwhile, Pissy has been collenting weapons to launch her biggest plan to date: