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SteelJaw & LittleGuyDoug and Foster was out renovatin an old house.They was strippin paint ��� while the owner went out to the grocery store, and left his 2 pet lizards behind. The one lizard -- his name was SteelJaw. He was a big lizard with buggy eyes -- ��� 3 feet long and kinda fat. His buddy was called LittleGuy -- a slim lizard ��� with a long narrow snout ��� kinda like a pair of tweezers. Now Doug�d rolled up the carpet ��� and Foster�d been layin down newspaper when them 2 lizards ��� wandered into the room. Doug and Foster stopped what they was doin ��� and took a lizard-playin break. SteelJaw -- he was wrapped up ��� in a tight-fittin light-brown leather bodysuit ��� which kept his claws covered, ������ and it was sewn closed over his mouth, ������ keepin shut his saw-like metal canines, ������ because the owner didn�t want him hurtin nobody. Only his eyes showed thru, ��� but they was still all full of playfulness. And LittleGuy -- like a dumb little dog -- ��� he just frantically ran around, yip-yippin. Now Doug was pettin SteelJaw, ��� and he says, ������ "this don�t make no sense. ������ Looks like SteelJaw here can barely breathe." So Foster goes and gets a pencil from the toolbox, ��� figurin he�ll make some airholes for SteelJaw. Then Foster bends down ��� and grabs SteelJaw�s snout, ��� and SteelJaw is just starin up at him ��� -- maybe kinda friendly ��� -- maybe just kinda scared. Foster, he just points that pencil at a nostril, ��� and holdin SteelJaw tight, ��� he pushes it right thru ��� and makes a breathin hole. Then he wiggles that pencil loose ��� and pokes it thru the other nostril. Then Foster gets up ��� with a proud satisfaction, while Doug just stands ������ and slowly nods approval. Well then ��� all of a sudden SteelJaw�s wrigglin his nose ������ and sniffin and snortin, and them nose holes keep gettin bigger and bigger till the stitchin comes loose, and the mouth rips open ������ on SteelJaw�s leather bodysuit. This gets SteelJaw all excited, ��� and he�s just bitin at the air ��� -- showin off his shiny stainless metal teeth. LittleGuy squirms all around SteelJaw�s legs ��� because they�re friends and ������ it�s lookin time to play. Now SteelJaw, he decides ��� he really likes these 2 guys, Doug and Foster, so he jumps up on them, ��� still bitin the air with his sharp metal teeth, ��� all in unthinkin, frenzied fun, ��� like a dog waggin it�s tail. And Foster, with a big lizard all on top of him, ��� he decides he don�t want his hand chewed off, so he goes and sticks the pencil in ��� to prop open SteelJaw�s mouth, ��� but SteelJaw chomps down on it, ��� and the pencil, it just shatters into splinters, then SteelJaw�s bitin down on Foster�s hands, ��� all gentle and friendly-like, ������ but that don't mean it don't scratch, ������ and that don�t mean it don�t hurt just a little bit. So Doug jumps over ��� and tries to hold shut SteelJaw�s mouth, ��� and it ain�t easy because SteelJaw thinks ������ he�s playin some kind of game. And Foster goes and grabs some twine. And they wrap shut SteelJaw�s mouth, and they fall back, sittin on the floor ������ and take a breather. While they�re breathin, SteelJaw�s starin at his snout ��� and tryin to brush off the twine ������ with his 2 front paws, but them paws are covered in leather, ��� and they don�t quite work. So SteelJaw, he�s lookin kinda sad. And LittleGuy, he�s just kinda quizzical, ��� lookin back and forth at everybody. So then finally ��� SteelJaw wanders sadly out the room, and LittleGuy trails behind him. They both look back, ��� hopin somebody still wants to play, but Doug and Foster, they get back up ��� and start strippin more paint from the walls. When the owner gets back, ��� he�s pleased with their progress, ��� and he brings some donuts back for them, because he�s a good man ��� and friendly-like, ��� and he don�t ask no questions about the twine. (C) 1/23/95 Tom Brinck ACCESSIBILITY FEATURES / SITEMAP / CONTACT |
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