"Holy Hamster wheels, Roadwolf!"
"Say, Isn't that the hw1200? the one with the electric prods to keep the people moving?"
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"Ah, the 1500dlx"
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(And on cue, I tear out after the ranger and chomp his britches leg about 50 feet away.)
Wolf: Nice try, kid, but you're not that fast. The whole dream thing isn't going to work now......
(I'm getting up on my feet now.)
Wolf: so let's try the blunt approach. Humnan's taste nasty so I'd hate to have to eat you.
(I get I his face and growl the rest.)
Wolf: The wolves around here are a protected species.
(He passes out and I drag him by a leg to his wrecked vehicle.)
Wolf (under my breath): Dang, Montana, you do good work.
(Then I walk back to the other ranger, snag his walkie talkie, and make a call.)
Wolf: Yer rangers had an accident. Come pick them up - bring a basket or the truck.
Voice on the talkie: Hello? Hello?
Wolf: Hi. Bye.
(I drag the other ranger to the truck and leave him.)
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i hope you used a anti werewolf injection on those rangers
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*walks up to the truck, tilts her head* Think that'll work? The whole accident thing?
*looks at Roadwolf* Well, I dunno if this applies to Wolf, but I can't pass it on. I was born this way, not cursed.
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Wolf: Same here - but did somebody bite him? He'd make a lousy Werewolf. He keeps passing out. Also, (I wrinkle my nose) I smell urine.
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I think Roadie thinks you bit him. And yeah, apparently the guys incontinent, or the sight of talking wolves and werewolves makes him go pee pee. I wonder why.
*gives a wicked grin and drapes the rangers arms around each other* Now they'll have a little more to explain.
This'll definitely learn me to go chasing people in a public area.
*police siren wails nearby* Might be a good time to leave. Shall I meet you back at the cafe?
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Wolf: Aye. I'll see you there.
(I lope around through the woods, avoiding the encrouching humanity. Entering the cafe circumspectly, through the side door, I head toward the bar.)
Wolf: Man! The woods are crawling with humans. You'd think there was a killer grizzly on the loose.
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WolfMontana wrote:
I think Roadie thinks you bit him. And yeah, apparently the guys incontinent, or the sight of talking wolves and werewolves makes him go pee pee. I wonder why.
*gives a wicked grin and drapes the rangers arms around each other* Now they'll have a little more to explain.
This'll definitely learn me to go chasing people in a public area.
*police siren wails nearby* Might be a good time to leave. Shall I meet you back at the cafe?
"Anyone got a camera, they look SO cute together!"
*sets up a video camera in a tree to see what happens when they get found, sending the signal back to the Cafe so everyone can watch*
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::Howlitzer turns off the Cafe's TV and throws it out in the dumpster::
::Plugs in projector::
::pulls down huge projection screen::
::12 foot High Definition picture appears on screen::
::sits down::
::grabs popcorn::
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*looks at projector, drools*
"Oh, Man! Where did you get the Bennies for that?!"
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"Thats BS. No way is that a DIY job that would had to have cost at least $5000"
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http://www.diyprojectorcompany.com/
check that out...
and $5000 for a 12 foot picture you say? I think not...
http://www.radioshack.com/product/index … Id=2104751
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*WolfMontana walks in, walks past the projector, and stops*
*reverses back to the projector and stares at it (obscuring part of the projected video), then turns to everybody*
What the heck?!? Where'd this come from?!?
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o.O *ponders*
*walks over to Howlitzer, starts rummaging in his pocket*
*pulls out a PS3*
Whoa...
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Wolf: Gotta police car driving up outside.
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Howlitzer wrote:
Quick, hide in my jacket pocket...
"OK, But whose pocket are YOU going to hide in?"
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MOCHA STAT!!
Okay, I may be screwed cause they've seen me, but I am in no way, no how jumping into THAT pocket.
*points at screen* This is just slightly incriminating, can someone switch it to sports, I'm outta here.
*grabs the mocha off the counter, jumps out the back door and takes off*
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spacewolf wrote:
Howlitzer wrote:
Quick, hide in my jacket pocket...
"OK, But whose pocket are YOU going to hide in?"
hey, it's a clean pocket...
I can always take off the jacket and fit inside myself
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