So after the huge throwdown last night I decided I needed to claim the turf the nuesome 12 year olds were running. I went back to the scene of the boy-bashing to look for some evidence that the crime lords might have left behind. BEHOLD!! The Snoopy backpack the thug had been toting had been tossed to the side of the road. I rifled through the backpack hoping to find the weapon he had so vigorously looked for before I laid him out. I KNEW IT! His weapon of choice must have been either this algebra protractor or this athsma inhaler! Thank god I broke his nose in time before he sprayed me to death!
However, I unknowingly stepped upon a map to thier sectret hideout!! Its a treehouse, located deep in the community center of my neihborhood. Oh what a find! I aired up the tires on my ultra-fly bmx, ate a bit of mommy's chicken pot pie, shaved my hairy knuckles and prepared for war!!
To Be continued...
