Return of The Scary Mime That Can't Rhyme!

So Cassie and I were out and about when we heard a familiar shout. It was of course that Drazin fool but it seems he had gone back to thinking cat slippers were cool. What a so called god needs slippers for we have never figured out at our shore. But here we went again, with this bald freak who thinks he is above normal men.

"Fleabags, your time has come. Drazin is finally going to have Drazin's slippers. Don't bother running because there is no escaping the Great God Drazin this time."

Cassie sat very smug not afraid of the thug, as she let her tail whack me and I was also able to see. Along came a bus and got between us as Drazin continued to fuss. When it left his view, we were long gone heading back to our zoo.

"Sorry Godly one, but you can't board that bus. You have to wait for the short one."

Cassie could not help but rub it in and Drazin sure wasn't about to let us win. He stole a tricycle from some kid and started peddling while flipping his lid.

"Drazin will have Drazin's revenge, fleabags! You can't escape Drazin."

"Says the grown ass man riding a tricycle. You'd make better time on ice skates."

"Drazin would use them to skin you and make Drazin's slippers."

He was really back to his old ways, which we had not seen in many days. We darted off into a nearby crowd who were clapping really loud. As if this day was not already bad enough, now we saw that damn mime flaunting his stuff. Yep, Darzin was back and shaking things in his women's bathingsuit with his fake rack.

"All can be happy and bright, just walk in the light. Have a big smile and cheer up the vile."

A mime who can only talk in a disguise. Yet all he does is give hippie dippie cries. Why were these idiot humans listening to him? Last time dogs chased him away as things got grim. But we knew how to shut him up without the need of any pup.

"Drazin will spread the peace and love after Drazin takes care of the fleabags."

Now Drazin and his wacko twin were together and going for the win? This could not do, that is when we saw it in our view. Drazin and each silly human had a chip on the side of their head. It was obvious they were being force fed. So it was time to do what we do best, piss of that annoying Drazin pest.

"What do you call a god with no shoes? Royal toe jam!"

"Drazin will turn you to toe jam!"

"Peace and love my friends, peace and love."

That hideous sight was smiling with delight, as Drazin came near us continuing his third person fuss. The rest of the humans crowded around us too, but none of them had any clue. We sat pretending to be beat watching Drazin eyeing his bare feet. Then two humans picked each of us up in their arms, thinking it would raise alarms.

"Any last words, fleabags?"

"When it comes to you we'd be here a year recounting all of your issues, so instead."

I sprang free and kicked the human holding Cassie, both of us got loose and wacked the side of the head of the guy who thinks he is stronger than Zeus. The chip fell to the ground, then Drazin curled his nose up and looked around.

"Remember peace and love my friends, peace and love."

Drazin chucked the drone humans to the side ready to send the mime for a ride. We helped out the foolish humans too, whacking the chips off their head and unclouding their view.

"Drazin is going to make mime slippers."

Drazin grabbed Darzin by the neck and ripped of his fake Drazin suit, every speck. Say that three times fast. Now Darzin was once more a thing of the past. The mime stood there not able to say a word, which is truly absurd. Who needs to copy a third person talking clown and then wear a women's bathing suit, strutting across town?

Out of nowhere that bug eyed creep gave a call. Tarsier Man was going to make Drazin's attempt stall. Not today, we kept him busy with his popping eyes on display. Then when he finally put them back in going for the win. He saw there was no one to save. Drazin was gone with that clone mime, hopefully sending him to an early grave.

We strutted away, leaving the nut to go save some other bay. Maybe Zombie Man will eat him. Just a thought on a whim. So just another crazy day as we were out and about from our bay. Who knows what other tales will come to pass from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.