So another big thanks to Scott and if you need to be taught, he left a testimonial too, just in case you didn't believe the ones from Lanie and Tashtoo. Also one more thing to do with the facts before I move on, to a different part of my lawn. There is a new act and that is a fact, under the acts that help the facts. So give Dave a look, as he has a great note reading book. Helping all on the music scene, by teaching all to read music notes whether an old fart or teen. Oh Fox don't get offended, I wasn't directly referencing you when I recommended. So what has he done? I'll just wait until he's completed his task to share all the fun. Now let's see about this plan and if you are not a fan, blame Betsy because she put the idea in my head, one night right before bed.
With all the rising costs of everything now a days, thanks to gas causing things to sky rocket in many different ways, Betsy suggested we rob a bank, to fill the gas tank. But that would be a bit too hard to get done, as effort it would take a ton and it be way to easy to get caught, so this is what the cat thought.
Instead of the bank, for which we'd need an actual tank, we'd go for the armored car, lowering the bar. As it could be taken in the alley or outside some little valley. Plus with a lot less ease, than a bank with all its fees. So that's the mission we all will partake, then dump any evidence in a big lake.
First thing we'd have to do is get the tools, as we wouldn't want to look like fools. So Brian from WaystationOne would be in charge of getting this done. As he rubbed elbows with Jack Bauer, so he has the push and the power. We'd need masks of course, as even if we show remorse, we wouldn't want our face, to be seen anywhere or any place. Then some bullet proof vests would be nice, incase things go wrong and we get shot once or twice. Something hard to break the glass window on the side, doesn't have to be big or wide and finally some gas to pump in just incase they won't come out, then on that note, we might need something to pry off the door and pick their keys up off the floor. So there you go Brian that is your task, if you have any questions just ask.
The Lair of Silver Fox will be bare on this day, as he won't be writing fiction or at play. For he will be out on Rhyme Time Road, that is the best spot for this to take place I've been told. He will make sure the road stays clear, so no one runs in the way out of fear. Then when it is time, I'll send him a chime and he'll throw some spikes across the road, stopping the armored car from moving in any type of mode. But make sure they are good and sharp, as that I must harp, as we wouldn't want them to be able to keep going, that would ruin our whole little showing. Then quickly yank them back, as the come to a halt because of our spike attack.
Then when they get out to look what's going on, that's when the distraction will spawn. Valerie will be off in the distance yelling with her daughter making a scene, each pretending to be so mean, as they fight over who gets to read the cats blog first, each causing quite the burst. Then Natasha will strut right up, with her fancy real estate cup, offering them a tour of a nearby house, being much louder than a mouse. The Fox will also come out of hiding and waltz on by, giving them a quick poke to the eye, yelling at them for not using proper grammer, even threatening them with a hammer. Lanie will then come and bring Sophie for a walk, as people always like to stop and talk, about everyone's mutt, plus Sophie can sniff a butt, distracting them some more, as we pull of our criminal tour. Then to top it all off Brian will come on down, wearing that awful looking gown. That will have them looking ten different places, keeping them from looking at what's really going on with their faces.
After Brian runs on by, he'll finally rip off that gown and let it die. Then whistle for his twin to come out of the bush, might even give her a slap on the tush, whoops got Brian confused with the Fox, yes Brian will have on more than socks. So being the repo people they are, Brian and Betsy will break into the armored car, doing it quite fast, as their knowledge is vast. Then they will chuck the bags in the grass, well I wiggle my little ass, chucking a bunch of fake bags back their way, which they replace and have stay. Then they'll close the door like they were never there and jump in the bush watching with an evil glare.
In the mean while Natasha being the country bumpkin that she is, offers to help fix their tires as she is a whiz. After each one is done she'll roll them to the back and the three of us will fill them like they are one big sack. Fill them with the money bags I mean, as we can't just walk down the road with that kind of green. The Fox will also try and help, but then give a yelp, pretending his back gave out, whining a bit every time they look about, keeping them distracted just in case, we need a bit more time to get things in place.
DeeDee will be a few yards down the way, dressed in a garbage woman looking way, driving the truck and all, waiting on our call. Then when the tires are all fixed and they are ready to go, she will come down the road not fast, but not slow. As we wouldn't want to draw any undue attention, adding another dimension. Then she will offer to take the old tires and recycle them or burn them in fires. The guard will shrug and help her pull and tug, loading our hidden stash, of all that cash, in the garbage truck for us, with all that we could buy a huge bus. Then Natasha and the Fox will wave goodbye, everyone else will wait until they are far out of our eye, then jump out and cheer, with no more fear, as we've now all become rich and each can be a stuck up son of a bitch. Then we'll split it and be on our way and hopefully rich we will stay.
If it gets pulled off without a hitch, the equipment will stay hidden in a ditch. But there is always the element of chance, so we might have to change our dance, meaning Brian, Betsy and the Cat, would have to throw on a mask, vest and maybe get a bat. Then gas them out, using the stuff Brian ran about and collected just in case, against time we must race. Plus we always have Sophie to bite their heels, in case we can't spike their wheels. So we will have a plan B and a plan C, as you will see, so trust in me.
Then the distractions would all stay in place, never showing their face. If for some reason if gets screwed up in the middle, just start singing hey diddle diddle and act all scared as we threaten, like death is what your gettin. Of course we'd have to consult Who's Afriad Of Alfred Hitcock for a few tips, as DeeDee has seen all the films and read all the lips. So something there could come into play, if an unknown element screws up the plan on this faithful day.
So set your watch rhyming flock, as we countdown going tick tock. For this faithful venture will take place, when the clock is staring you in the face, at three past the five, we'll take this dive. On the day that is bright and we are at full might, the day will also end in y, don't worry this will work we won't die. The month will be somewhere near the end, as we round this great bend. We will do this in the year, that has five digits you hear? So now you know when this will all go down, lets get to work so we can have enough money to buy a town.
Don't you just love the ideas you put in my head, Betsy I think I went a tad overboard on what you said. Maybe I should just stick to the cup I suggest you think? As my lunacy might have hit the brink. But I can come up with pretty good plans, plus I have a few new fans. One being Mr. Knapp, who fell into my rhyming trap. Oh and he said he needed a pill, after reading everything from my rhyming hill..LOL.
So I think I've touched on everything for the day, now back to the facts I go to play, as I'm almost done getting the ads seen by more, then I can rhyme longer at my rhyming shore. What this is long enough you say? Well I guess you'll just have to keep coming back my way, as you might see something longer, not saying it will be stronger. Or maybe I'll just post a short blub, that could distrub, hahahaha who am I kidding right? I never shut up with my rhyming might. So I will rhyme a long time out to my rhyming mass and continue to be a litte rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.