Saturday, April 12, 2014

Fixing Things Up

*Following Brock as he carries the dry wall supplies to the location of our next victim. Hoisting the half sheet above my head, I look around and finally recognize where we are* Oh HELL yeah, B-Rock. He'll NEVER know what's comin.

  • Brock Breed *whsipering to Kade* We can't put the drywall sheet up with nails - he'll hear it. I can hear his furry ass snoring in there. We'll stick it up with your bubble gum, then plaster over it. Then we can beat on the door and run like hell. *holding my sides from laughter* Take this damn gum - it's got your slobbers all over it!
  • Kade Breed *Proudly collecting the wad of gum from Brock* Ok, One slight problem, man. How do you think the term "run like hell" is gonna work out for us? He's a fucking panther, Bro. Last time I ran from one of those, it was at the San Diego Zoo and I misread the "Petting Zoo" sign..... apparently it wasn't really a petting zoo.
  • Brock Breed *raising my eyebrows* Petting zoo means to rub their heads dumbass. Doesn't mean trying to slip the animals the tongue! We should get a head start - will take him a little bit to realize he's gonna have to break down the drywall, don't you think?
  • Kade Breed *Almost choking with laughter at the thought of Mathieuslamming through the wall like Mr. Kool Aid* OH YEAH....... *Realizing whatBrock was saying* OH NO....... *cringing* Dude, I wasn't making out with the damn animals. It was choking and needed mouth to mouth.... or so it said. NOT MY FAULT.
  • Brock Breed *bending over, holding my sides from laughter, getting a visual of the Kool Aid man busting through a wall.* Dude, you do not slip the animals the tongue when you're doing mouth to mouth!
  • Kade Breed *Rolling my eyes and grumbling again* Ok, Brock the voyeur *snorts as I slap chewed gum on the drywall placed over Mathieu's door* Dude, slap that crap on here and lets go before he wakes up. I don't feel like going toe to toe with Edward Kitty Hands when I'm caught red handed with drywall on myself.
  • Brock Breed Edward Kitty Hands? *nearly drops the plaster bucket from laughing so hard. Slapping the plaster quickly over the drywall that was stuck up with chewed gum* Ok - it's not dry, but it'll hold for a little bit. Bang on the door and run like hell!
  • Kade Breed *Hold up a hand to knock, hesitates* Sure, he said. Bang on the door Kade, he said. It will be funny, he said..... failing to mention the billion pounds of beast ass cat that happens to be SLEEPING on the other side of said door..... every fiber of my being says this is a bad idea, Bro. *Slamming a fist against the door as loud as I can* Fuck it, we were made for bad ideas *rapping one last time for good measure* DUDE, RUN!

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