BY NULL
the BLISTER block!
I was minding my own business when I heard two…whatever they are…talking and then one…whatever they are…knuckle-sandwiched the other...whatever they are…with a fist of STRONG and then afterwards looked sad—sadder than the…whatever they are…that got knuckle-sandwiched. Who knew that…whatever they are…could be filled with such regrets like I am sometimes filled with?
It’s a strange happy-sad world we live in.
I felt pity for the…whatever they are…that got knuckle-sandwiched and thought that I should show the…whatever they are…a way of not getting knuckle-sandwiched by the fist of STRONG ever again but the…whatever they are…thrust(hint!) his arm out and BLISTER-blocked the soon-to-be-arriving-to-the-chin fist of STRONG!
(I was speakless.)
I knew I had to join forces with the…whatever they are…and learn their ways. I also knew that I had ways that I could teach them because I could sort of tell they didn’t know what they were doing.
NEXT: the QUICK cat
