A Trip Down Memory Lane

As you watch those dog catchin' people crank up their car and jump in with Tramp staring sadly out at you from the back, standing next to the stray vultures and elephants that normally roam your neighborhood which is in the middle of an African Game Reserve, you can't help but feel nostalgic.

Opening the scrapbook, you view the few photos that are of you and Tramp doing things together. Gutting fish, poaching elephants, and gutting elephants... wait a minute! Most of these pictures are of Tramp alone, you realize with indignance. "What a little jerk!" you exclaim loudly to the walls. "That lousy werewolf dog wolf thing NEVER took a photo of us together!" The walls do not reply, but they do look kinda sad.

"What a dog!" you shout, examining a picture of Tramp surrounded by several well groomed female dogs and wolves. "He never liked any of my girlfriends!" The walls are clearly sad now. This is because they have onions hammered into them.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH!!!!" You shriek to the walls, grab your shotgun and your elephant rifle, and FLY out of the house, slamming the door behind you.

Oh, if walls could talk, what stories they could tell...

Written by Will Shakeyspear

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