“HOOWWWWWLLLLLLLLL” came a cry from the back yard. Sponge was at it again, but there ain’t no way Slappy gonna fall for dat one.
Well, before Slappy goes on, let Slap tell ya about Sponge. Sponge be Slap’s little pooch, and he be one cool canine. Sponge and Slappy love doin Mother G together...We be like two peas in a pod, an old sock and a shoe, a booger and a flick...Ya know, buddies. Anyways, Sponge be one tricky little guy who can play games wit da best of them. For instance, when Slappy tells Sponge dat he ain’t goin down to visit Mother G with Slap, he gets allupinslappysass. He actually lifted his leg and released hisself in Mrs. McDuner’s brand new pumps one night when he was told he wasn’t goin to Glamis...Man, Slappy took a beatin for dat one, but whatta good boy. A few weeks ago, Sponge actually...Well, let Slappy fill ya in.
One evening a few weeks ago when Slappy was cleanin his goggles and preparing his bag for Mother G, Sponge came-a-runnin. But, Slappy had to tell Sponge dat he wasn’t goin with Slap on this trip, and dat made him real upset. So upset dat Slappy had to put him in the backyard and close the door. A few minutes went by when all of a sudden, Sponge started howling at da top of his lungs, “HOOOWWWWWLLLLLLL, HOOWWWLLLLLLLL.” Now here is where it gets ugly. When Slappy opened da back door and stepped outside (in his bare feet mind you), Slappy stepped right on top of a big, steaming pile of MCDOGGYDOODOO. “AAAAAHHHHHHH GROOOWWWWWSE.” It squished between Slappy’s toes making an awful, nappy, squishing sound...AND DA SMELL, OOOOHHH SLAP ALMOST FEINTED. Slappy was looking all stupid too as he hopped on one foot down the porch stairs to the nearest hose spicket. "YUK", Slappy gettin da willy's just thinkin about it again. Anyways, when Slappy looked up, he saw Sponge bouncing around on da porch laughin at Slappy. Man, Slappy gotta give him credit, dat sure was a good one.
So, Sponge was at it again, “HOOOWWWWLLLLL, HOOOWWWLLLL.” But there ain’t no way Slappy gonna fall for dat one again. Just at that moment, Mrs. Mcduner walked down da hallway wearin her robe; fresh and clean right out of the shower. “Oh sweetie” Slappy asked, “Do you think you could go out back and check on Sponge for Slappy?” As da back door opened, Slappy heard da footsteps...the squish...the yell...the hops...and soon Slap shall receive the beating...As for Sponge, whatta good boy.
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