Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172271 times)

I sneak back under the seat of the woman with the tasty pants and exit through the door she forgot to close. My stomach is certainly getting the best of me today. I strut over to her and begin chewing on her pants again, this time managing to start ripping them.

I feel that tugging on my pants again, this time stronger. I look down, seeing the dog, which I quickly remove from my pants and place in the car, this time closing and locking the door. "Sodding mutt ripped my pants."

I look at her through the window and attempt to look innocent, even though the man I peed on is right behind me. I tap at the window and whine.

I roll my eyes, walking toward the room where Alex was. I was never really an animal person anyways.

"What is that whining noise?"

I continue to tap at the window and whine.

"Just some dog who's trying to eat my trousers. If you want him, you can have him."

I smile and let the dog in, "Hey little bugger... what's your name?" I search around for a collar of some sort

I'm already wearing a collar you nutsack. A spiked collar grr manly.
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I immediately go back to chewing the woman's pants into submission. This time, I manage to make a rather large rip. I begin eating what I have removed.

"Oh bloody hell," I say, picking the dog up and placing him next to Alex. "Would you please restrain him? I'd rather have my pants intact, for more reasons than one."

I bite the woman as she takes her hands off of me.

"Bollocks!" I yell, looking at the point where the dog had bitten me. Surprisingly sharp teeth on it, left two puncture wounds, which I quickly bandaged up.

I pant a bit, tilt my head, and look at the woman I bit innocently.

"This is very amusing."

"Not for me, god damn that hurt. Little bastard has some really sharp teeth."