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Date Posted: 15:03:21 06/06/05 Mon
Author: kenamom
Subject: The Staff at the Crazy Cat Lady Pizza works scurry around
In reply to: kande 's message, "Bubba waddles along the streets of Shipperville looking for Mr. Monkey." on 03:01:38 06/01/05 Wed

tossing pizza's out to the booing crowd with one hand and gathering kittens with the other hand. CW begins to wave with both hands as another green and purple pizza is tossed her way.

"NO lady...I want my check...the bill...I want to give you money so I can leave" exaperated CW pulls some bills out of her pocket and waves it under the cat ladies nose. The Crazy Cat lady smiles, sniffs the cash then grabs it and pushes down her bra. Nodding at CW she puts another pizza down in front of her. CW looks around for an escape route but instead finds the mayors glare. She smiles weakly as she begins eating her 8th pizza pie.

Meanwhile in another part of town, a small stranger carrying a large bag is spotted wandering down the streets. Stopping he puts the bag on the street corner and pulls out his map. Pushing back his baseball cap he tries to figure where he got lost, he may not know where he is but he knows he aint in Kansas anymore. He is about to pull out his cell phone when a large clumsy alien trips over his bag. The little stranger gasps and helps the alien up.

"Are you okay?" he asks. Bubba doesn't answer but instead starts poking at the strangers bag. The stranger smiles, knowing he found a live one, just because he is green didn't matter to the stranger, as long as his money is green there will be no problem.

"Hi there, let me introduce myself, I am David, VP in charge of marketing and finance of the Crazy Cat Company- And exclusive company, we are the only Crazy Cat Company and we have paid thousands in legal fees to keep that name all to ourselves....its a good one isn't it?" David hands Bubba a business card before opening his sack. "I bet your wondering what I have in here" Bubba nods."Does your cat need exercise? does the thought of a quiet afternoon at home with your cat bring thoughts of terror? If you answered yes to either of those questions, I have the answer in this bag"

Bubba, had started nodding right after taking the business card began jumping up and down. David reaches into his sack and pulls out a neatly crochet cat toy. The stitches were small and tight and the ball smelled of fresh catnip. Before Bubba could do anything cats began to appear around Dave and his bag.

"This always happens, the little kitties cannot resist my special cat toys. Tell me silent green stranger, where can I find cat owners with money in this fair town?"

Bubba takes David by the hand and starts to drag David and his sack towards the Crazy Cat Pizza Parlour. They are followed by a trail of cats- sniffing at Davids bag.

Bubba thinks 'Just wait till the Mayor finds out about this. She will have to close her pizza parlour, not that they made good pizza anyway. Whoever heard of a green crust, any good alien knows crusts should be aquamarine.' Bubba begins to skip, ' they will have to close the pizza parlour then all those fat little cats will have no were to go....booohoooo"

"HEY SLOW DOWN!" David yells as Bubba begins to run, drooling all the way.

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