Alex

Lazy Wolf: Oo, oo, oo! I landed on Boardwalk! With an additional hotel! For only $400? Can I buy it? Flea: It’s $2,000, first of all. And you don’t get it. Lazy Wolf: Why? Flea: Because it’s my property. p.s. Give me the $2,000 cause you have to pay me.  

Flea: Are you Lazy Wolf? Lazy Wolf: No. I’m uh … Smith. Black Smith. Flea: But how come it says Lazy Wolf on your suit and your dorky red cylinder hat thingy? Lazy Wolf: It’s a fez. And I’m from um … Yukon and in Yukonese, Lazy Wolf means Black Smith.  

Loud Speaker: Duck ahead! Lazy Wolf: Time for dinner! … Why are you guys crouching? It’s just a duck.  

Lazy Wolf: … and here’s the anti-gravity carrot bed. Curious Coyote: Where’s the Christmas tree and Canadian bacon bed? Lazy Wolf: Are you crazy! It’s in the holiday meat section.  

Curious Coyote: Today I read about minerals. My favorite mineral is the tiger’s eye. Lazy Wolf: So, basically, cats are made out of gemstones. I wonder what cats think of us. Book reads: Dogs are made of dead animals. — The cat article.  

Lazy Wolf: I want to be an inventor. Curious Coyote: Nice. I can get some supplies for you. Lazy Wolf: Okay. I’ll need a metal box, a car, a calculator, a few wires, a clock, and some french fries. Curious Coyote: Want are you making or inventing? Lazy Wolf: A time machine. Curious Coyote: Potato-powered? … Continue reading “Time for a Time Machine”