Cadillacs Are Groovy, chapter 4
BAM!!! Me, Trolley and the wall had a nice little picnic at that point...I fucking wish! Trolley hit wall, I sailed head first into it then the trolley (which I have affectionately named Chimney) tipped over with me still inside. Me & Chimney landed on the floor with an almighty crash. My head hurt like an echidna in heat with another echidna that was doing the wrong thing.
"Aaaah shit my head...holy crap Mike I am going to KILL you!" I don't think he cared. Mike was on the ground rolling around and clutching his sides in a fit of laughter. He was CRYING from laughter.
"Well I'm glad YOU'RE having fun," I moaned. I slowly made my way up off the ground, kicked Chimney the trolley then grabbed one of my Chucks and chucked it at Mike.
"AHAHAHHA...screw you! What was that for?...AHAHAHA!!"
"Heartless!" Then I made a great show of throwing myself on the floor, "Me damage brain me thinks brain damaged cells I is thinking not working are my brain cells is what I think about my brain might not be good as my brain is...was...would...SHUTUP!!" I started twitching all over and basically looking like an utter doosh.
"Whatever," said Mike who was only just over his fit. He grabbed me and threw me back in the trolley. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
"You're not serious are you? Mike you're an absolute lunatic...why? Why must you put me through such torment...what have I ever done to you?" He gave the trolley an almighty push...and jumped in!
"You poured fanta on me when we were playing air hockey!"
"Hey...you started it!" Well, I'd already crashed into a wall so I figured I wouldn't really be risking much if I stood up. I did. What a rush! Mike's face = priceless!
"What the hey?" He muttered to himself then got up too. We were going nuts steering the thing like a skateboard when Mike told me to hold on. Maybe the hit on the head really did cause some damage 'coz I thought he meant hold on to him and I did. I grabbed him tightly round the waist and buried my head into his chest not wanting another head on collision. I could leave that one to Mike. Chimney's front wheels hit the edge of a rug or something and Mike and I literally flew out of the trolley landing in a heap on a soft cushy bed.
"Welcome to Tre's 'sheep' room!"
"Sheep room? I see no sheep."
"Well, ahem, you see all Tre does in here is shag and sleep," laughed Mike, "cross them together and you get..."
"SHEEP!" We laughed together. Overhead I could hear a shower running and laughter.
"Count Mikeula, we mustn't lose track of our mission to find the Polaroid."
"Too right. Check everywhere and try not to scream."
I found out what that meant soon enough. I ended up opening up three draws before Mike shouted that he had it and that we were ready to do some major incriminating. So you'd think three draws 'ey? What could be the worst thing you'd find? Underwear? Socks? Shirts? I didn't even find one of those items...wait, no...There was a couple of g-strings. In every draw there were weird and wacky and certainly plentiful, sex toys. Tre had a whole porno store in the space of three draws, what about the rest of the room!? I was hypnotized by what I found coz there was a tonne of stuff I never even knew existed, gadzooks! When Mike snapped me out of my trance I turned bright red 'coz I'm assuming he knew what was in there. Probably the biggest give away was the way he said "had fun?"
We sprinted up the stairs three at a time. Upstairs there was another living room and on the coffee table lay a can of shaving cream. Mike's eyes lit up.
"Awesome awesome awesome!" He muttered smiling as he ran over to get it.
"Okay, so here's what we do..."
"Aaaah shit my head...holy crap Mike I am going to KILL you!" I don't think he cared. Mike was on the ground rolling around and clutching his sides in a fit of laughter. He was CRYING from laughter.
"Well I'm glad YOU'RE having fun," I moaned. I slowly made my way up off the ground, kicked Chimney the trolley then grabbed one of my Chucks and chucked it at Mike.
"AHAHAHHA...screw you! What was that for?...AHAHAHA!!"
"Heartless!" Then I made a great show of throwing myself on the floor, "Me damage brain me thinks brain damaged cells I is thinking not working are my brain cells is what I think about my brain might not be good as my brain is...was...would...SHUTUP!!" I started twitching all over and basically looking like an utter doosh.
"Whatever," said Mike who was only just over his fit. He grabbed me and threw me back in the trolley. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
"You're not serious are you? Mike you're an absolute lunatic...why? Why must you put me through such torment...what have I ever done to you?" He gave the trolley an almighty push...and jumped in!
"You poured fanta on me when we were playing air hockey!"
"Hey...you started it!" Well, I'd already crashed into a wall so I figured I wouldn't really be risking much if I stood up. I did. What a rush! Mike's face = priceless!
"What the hey?" He muttered to himself then got up too. We were going nuts steering the thing like a skateboard when Mike told me to hold on. Maybe the hit on the head really did cause some damage 'coz I thought he meant hold on to him and I did. I grabbed him tightly round the waist and buried my head into his chest not wanting another head on collision. I could leave that one to Mike. Chimney's front wheels hit the edge of a rug or something and Mike and I literally flew out of the trolley landing in a heap on a soft cushy bed.
"Welcome to Tre's 'sheep' room!"
"Sheep room? I see no sheep."
"Well, ahem, you see all Tre does in here is shag and sleep," laughed Mike, "cross them together and you get..."
"SHEEP!" We laughed together. Overhead I could hear a shower running and laughter.
"Count Mikeula, we mustn't lose track of our mission to find the Polaroid."
"Too right. Check everywhere and try not to scream."
I found out what that meant soon enough. I ended up opening up three draws before Mike shouted that he had it and that we were ready to do some major incriminating. So you'd think three draws 'ey? What could be the worst thing you'd find? Underwear? Socks? Shirts? I didn't even find one of those items...wait, no...There was a couple of g-strings. In every draw there were weird and wacky and certainly plentiful, sex toys. Tre had a whole porno store in the space of three draws, what about the rest of the room!? I was hypnotized by what I found coz there was a tonne of stuff I never even knew existed, gadzooks! When Mike snapped me out of my trance I turned bright red 'coz I'm assuming he knew what was in there. Probably the biggest give away was the way he said "had fun?"
We sprinted up the stairs three at a time. Upstairs there was another living room and on the coffee table lay a can of shaving cream. Mike's eyes lit up.
"Awesome awesome awesome!" He muttered smiling as he ran over to get it.
"Okay, so here's what we do..."
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