The Rat ran to and fro, sweat pouring off his brow. He paused while carrying yet another armful of sticks, twigs and branches and wiped the sweat from his brow with the flick of his tail. “Damm, it’s hot”.“Keep workin’ Rat, keep going”
“Yea I’m workin’ and you're watchin’”
“Hey just who's the Brains here? And don’t forget who keeps you in Babes, Booze, an’ Baccoo now in your advance years.”
The Rat muttered a few choice words, then said, “Well as long as I get another crack at Rommel, I’ll keep going, but I still don’t understand it.”
“Now what?”
The Rat put down the armful of debris, wiped his hands, reached into his pocket and pulled out and lit a cigarette, paused and then said; “Ok, the Giant Coleslaw Pit, I understand, Donster. The two airboat engines I can see, Bilko and Beans are a bad combo.”
“Right”
“And the while we did have to re-do the outhouse…”
“Screen house, remember Rat, SSSCCCRRREEEEEENhouse”.
“Yea right, screeeeennnnhouse, not even Canuck would…..Ok the screenhouse we built for Buster. And we do have the land cleared for the command bunker, MG nest, and ant-powered interrogation center, the combo SuperSoaker/Paintball/Tank Gunnery Range, the combo fire pit and Ancient Druid Alter, and Boss, by the way, we GOTTA talk about THAT one.”
The Rat took a drag and blew out the smoke.
“Except for, maybe the last one, I agree, they’re all necessary items for a successful ELF. But where and when is it?”
“Where and when is what?”
“You know, the hand buzzer, the squirting flower…the gotcha for Rommel!!!”
“NO WAY, Rat…………no way am I going to tell YOU”
“Why”
“Cause you’ll blab.”
“What? Me?”
“Yes, you…look, I told you the basic plan months ago and you agreed. So we stick to it.”
“Ok, I’ll hide in the bushes and in the house the whole time. But can I bite his leg when he’s asleep?”
“Make sure he’s asleep, remember he fought off a lion attack not too long ago. If he can do that at his age…”
“Lion, you call that a LION!!!! Did you see the picture of that lion Donster posted. Hell even good ol’ Bigfoot could take that with one swipe.”
“Hehehe, yea she’s a feisty old cat”
“But hiding in the bushes, Boss?”
“I don’t want him to see you and ruin it”
“But how will my not knowing when help?”
“Because if you know, when the time comes, you’ll start squealing and jumping up and down, that’ll draw his attention and I might miss. Plus not knowing, it’ll be as a big of a surprise to you as to him.”
“Okay, okay, but it better be good.”
“Trust me, Labby, it will be. Now, let’s get cracking. We gotta put up the dog run for Zhukie per these specs Lady Z sent in. Then there’s the easy to follow directions to that “Men’s Club” over at the Dolby.”
You mean La Casa? The Strip….”
“SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH, quite you stupid Rat. Don’t you know the wives are now tapped in, they’ve broken our codes. They could be listening in right now. X-Nay on the words “La Casa”.”
“Ok what else?”
“We gotta find another spot for a tent. A couple of female co-workers from the mill might be comin’. Told them about Canuck and Schatt, they being of single type status.”
“Oh no Boss you didn’t…I’m sure glad I’ll be watching. Have to make sure to have an extra bottle with me, it’ll be worth the price of admission to see those two “studs” go into operation.”
“Ahyup….Fun for all, that’s my motto!”
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Check Six and aim for the Cheese.
UP URANUS!!!
(United Rats Against Negative Unnecessary Stereotyping)