After the entire boomerang incident, there were still around 17 surviving hobos.
“Yep. The train engineer knows we live here. When we leave for our Nightly Kitten Walks, we’ll hide you in the middle of our litter!” a hobo planned.
“Um excuse me,” Maria said.
The hobos turned to her.
“Um yes what is a Nightly Kitten Walk?” she asked.
“It’s when we dress up as a cat of the opposite gender and strut our stuff!” a hobo explained.
“YES!” Logan cried, earning 7 strange gazes. “With the power of feline cross dressing, we’ll be unstoppable!”
“Victory is neigh!” Conrad said.
After changing into their respectively gendered kitten costume, PEEPEE set out in the very middle of the littler.
“Meow,” the hobos whispered at random intervals. “Meow. Meow.”
They crawled deep into the dark trees.
“Boqay,” Alex said, waving his tail in a sassy fashion,” do any of you smelly, homeless men who are trashy know where the witch lady lives.?”
“Meow. Meow meow,” a hobo purred.
PEEPEE laughed uncertainly.
“Heh heh… Yeah. But really, do you know where she lives?”
“Um…,” a hobo thought,” meow.”
“Ok this is getting annoying,” Vicky hissed.
“HAY!” George demanded, batting a hobo’s head with his paw. “Speak!”
The hobo hissed. George spat.
“Let’s get out of here, please,” Sara said.
PEEPEE left the litter. The hobo cats continued on their walk as if nothing strange had happened.
“We’re lost in the middle of the woods, looking like cats!” Vito growled, watching the receding hobos.
“Um I think I found the witch lady’s humble abode,” Logan said.
They were several feel away from a gigantic hut that looked like it was about to collapse into splinters at any second, with a mailbox that read ‘Witchy Poo Residence’ on the side.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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