Billie's Goldfish, chapter 4
Recap:
Billie has gotten a dog now. Tre's fine, and Mike is cool too. So yeah. Story time!!!!
Joe's POV( and joe is the dog)
I might as well tell you now. It was going to come out sooner or later. Now, don't be a smartass. I'm not related to Tom Cruise, Lindsay Lohan or any other freak.
I have powers, freakishly. I can transform from human to dog. And I love Jello, Monica Lewinski, and cows. And watching Cheney(the vice prez) shoot people. Guess who...?
No you moron. I'm not Jay Leno or Bill Clinton. I'm your favorite guy in the whole wide super dee duper world! I'm Bushy boy! Yes, I am George W.(I forgot what the W stood for, after all these years and crack) Bush. I'm out to rid the world of nasty democrats, and anyone else thats not a Republican. And I'm gonna do it disguised as an adorable, slightly innocent puppy. How this is possible I don't know. I don't know many things. Like how I'm gonna get the troops out of Iraq. Or why we were even there in the first place. And I never graduated from high school or college. I just bought degrees online. And way back in '93 I was a druggie.
Surely tells how stupid and desperate America was to get away from that man whore Clinton.
Back to what I was saying. My evil plan muwhahaha.
My first victim will be that one blonde one, Mike. The bass player. He will die first.
My evil plan:
To lure him with a nice freshly brewed pot of coffee. And in that coffee is lots and lots of anti-freeze and rat poison. Tasteless of course. And I haven't seen if it was smell-less or whatnot cause the fumes would kill me. And we wouldn't want that now would we? And its not like Cheney would do any better. He's shot people in the face. I mean, he'd probably shoot Condolleezza in the face. I'm just glad I'm not his hunting buddy.
And since I'm just an innocent little puppy, I won't be suspected. Most likely one of his ex girlfriends or wives that would like sweet revenge.
And there are aliens. They plan to abduct the cows. And I like to waste money on FEMA trailers. Lots and lots of trailers. Lots of trailers for them down south.
Anywho, my plan will go into effect at 9 am the next morning.
Billie patted my head as he walked by. He'd be my final victim.
I walked outside through my doggy door and out to my doghouse to plan the rest of my evil plot. And save the cows.
Billie has gotten a dog now. Tre's fine, and Mike is cool too. So yeah. Story time!!!!
Joe's POV( and joe is the dog)
I might as well tell you now. It was going to come out sooner or later. Now, don't be a smartass. I'm not related to Tom Cruise, Lindsay Lohan or any other freak.
I have powers, freakishly. I can transform from human to dog. And I love Jello, Monica Lewinski, and cows. And watching Cheney(the vice prez) shoot people. Guess who...?
No you moron. I'm not Jay Leno or Bill Clinton. I'm your favorite guy in the whole wide super dee duper world! I'm Bushy boy! Yes, I am George W.(I forgot what the W stood for, after all these years and crack) Bush. I'm out to rid the world of nasty democrats, and anyone else thats not a Republican. And I'm gonna do it disguised as an adorable, slightly innocent puppy. How this is possible I don't know. I don't know many things. Like how I'm gonna get the troops out of Iraq. Or why we were even there in the first place. And I never graduated from high school or college. I just bought degrees online. And way back in '93 I was a druggie.
Surely tells how stupid and desperate America was to get away from that man whore Clinton.
Back to what I was saying. My evil plan muwhahaha.
My first victim will be that one blonde one, Mike. The bass player. He will die first.
My evil plan:
To lure him with a nice freshly brewed pot of coffee. And in that coffee is lots and lots of anti-freeze and rat poison. Tasteless of course. And I haven't seen if it was smell-less or whatnot cause the fumes would kill me. And we wouldn't want that now would we? And its not like Cheney would do any better. He's shot people in the face. I mean, he'd probably shoot Condolleezza in the face. I'm just glad I'm not his hunting buddy.
And since I'm just an innocent little puppy, I won't be suspected. Most likely one of his ex girlfriends or wives that would like sweet revenge.
And there are aliens. They plan to abduct the cows. And I like to waste money on FEMA trailers. Lots and lots of trailers. Lots of trailers for them down south.
Anywho, my plan will go into effect at 9 am the next morning.
Billie patted my head as he walked by. He'd be my final victim.
I walked outside through my doggy door and out to my doghouse to plan the rest of my evil plot. And save the cows.
