Everything was booked from head to toe and so we could not get to Blabber's NY show. Then we spied a shadow we have seen time and time again of the one who is supposedly above mortal men.
"So what are you two fleabags going on about now? Drazin would ignore you but you did get Drazin off that planet."
"Just what we need, the chrome dome to help."
Drazin and Miss Priss did their usual rant and Drazin yapped about crushing her like an ant. But then he offered to pay us back by getting us to Blabber's shack. Of course he was a border patrol guy before we made him cry and lose his job way way way back but we all know about that attack. So he called in a favor and got a truck, not even having to pay a buck.
Of course the truck looked like it was going to fall apart and we would have better luck with a grocery cart, yet we gave it a go hoping to get to Blabber's show. We made it an hour and the truck no longer had power. We were stuck in the middle of nowhere with a moose giving us an evil glare.
"Drazin will teach that thing to stare at Drazin."
"You are quite the ugly mook, maybe he's just fascinated by your godly-ness."
Drazin ignored Miss Priss and went after the moose. He actually slapped it in the caboose. It turned and flung him into the trees and then stared at us as Drazin got chased by bees. The moose had super speed as it rammed the truck, stomping it like a weed. It split the truck in two and in the air we flew. Miss Priss and I landed on its back and the stupid damn moose ran us back to nanny's shack.
Is the whole world out to get us? I so want to cuss. First Blabber steals Pat and we get stuck at nanny's mat. Then Tarsier Man shows up too, Drazin couldn't even make it come due and a friggin Speedy Moose sent us back here to hang loose. I guess it is just our fate not to mess up their little play date. That doesn't mean the cat will stop. Don't like it? Call a cop. As another plan will come to pass and I will bring Pat back to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.