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At the casino that cat won 500. Andy knocked over an Asian gambler and
caused him to cut his arm open. He insisted on helping the gentlemen up and inspecting his wounds. He tried not
to act surprised when he spotted the cavernous gash on the Asian mans arm. But he did anyway.
"Jesus Christ. Er, we better get you to a hospital or at least fetch you a turnacus." He couldn't stifle
is giggles, the cat was behind the Asian man smirking and pushing the Asian mans shin with one of his paws, a ridiculous
site all round. After delegating the Asian man over to a casino assistant they both decided they should leave before
things got out of control and No.
28 was NOT at the casino.
"What's the use; we ain't never gone find nuffin." As soon as the sound left his lips, No. 14 careened
around the corner and crashed into them. Oh god this isn't happening.
Andrew took him by the arms and sedated him, he seemed goofier than normal. "No. 14, what in god's name is
going on, have you seen no, 28?" No. 14 drooled.
"I'm warning you No. 14, get all tight-lipped on me and I'll ship you back to Prussia faster than you can
stitch a pair of jeans."
"He's by the wharf, having a grand old time. Flashing lotsa big notes and such. He also got this real buxom
busty with all the trimmings in his car, they be all up in that you should have seen it" No. 14 couldn't help
but expel copious amounts of drool as he spoke, the cat gave a scornful glare.
"Enough, enough, that's my goddman car! That Rotten no. 28, I'm going to break his legs."
Andy and cat did finally catch up with No. 28. And they did break his legs. He was forced to wash cars with No.
23 for the rest of his days.
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