Thursday, October 30, 2008

BOOO!!!!

I woke up to the sound of yipping. It was Sparky.
I ignored him. Until I realized what he was yipping at. It was still a little dark out but I could make out a swaying figure. Out of the little patch of sunlight I saw an arm with a knife in its clutch, raised above Sparky's snout.
"NOOOOO!!!! I yelled.
I wipped out a hotdog and chucked it at what seemed to be the mouth. The thing swallowed it and clutched it's stomach which gave us about a 2 second head start to run. The thing was pretty quick so he caught up fast. When it ran it seemed to levitate of the ground. We ran at top speed but it was still as fast as us, when all of a sudden some thing whizzed past my ear, and another, and another! They were knifes. And then one more flew past and skinned my ear and hit a tree with a loud "THWUMP!", but I reacted quickly and took the knife and flung it behind me without looking, it hit the thing somewhere below the shoulder. It stood motionless for a few seconds and plopped down dead.
"What was that?!?!"
Sparky was whining and on the ground. I walked over and noticed what had happened. There was a knife pierced through Sparky's leg and it was bleeding, bad. I new what to do so I ripped of a patch of my pants and wiped a sappy tree. then I rapped up Sparky's leg and squeezed.
"YIP!!!" Sparky said in pain.
The sap worked like glue holding the bandage on.
"Well Sparky, doesn't look you will be walking any time soon.
Sparky whined.
"I know it stinks but I'll cary you in my backpack!" I replied.
I picked up Sparky and put him in my backpack.
How about some hotdogs Sparky?
"Ruff!" He replied.
Sparky started to lick my ear. I remembered what had happened earlier with the knife. I decided to leave it alone and let Sparky clean it out.
We got to an inn that had the i dangling of so must not cost to much and it didn't, it only cost $6.95. So we checked in and got a good night sleep.
Again I woke to the sound of yipping. This time Sparky was trying to fight of a pack of roaches who seemed to be going for his injured leg!
"Who!!!!!" I said in amazement.
I unplugged the alarm clock and started smashing the 4 inch long roaches with it. It worked pretty well. I had had glimpse of the time before I ripped out the inocent object and it was only four o'clock in the morning so we went back to bed after spraying both of us with some bug spray I found in a drawer.



HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Eurgh.
I have to admit that I am rather concerned about your culinary skills if you can use your hot dogs as a weapon in battle...

(By the way, could you go to hoboblogring.blogspot.com and follow the instructions there? Thanks!)