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Where Am I you ask:::???????
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Well, I guess I should explain why you can't find me. Here's how it went.The other night I was sittin in my cliner chair with mom... watchin Animal Planet. I suddenly heard this LOUD sound coming up my driveway.. PHAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRT
I ran to look. It was the MANGO MOBILE... and out lumbered the RH himself!!!
TALK ABOUT STUNNED!!!
You could have knocked me over with a Squirrel Tail! The Racket and FUMES, from the Mango Mobile, alone were enough to make me Faint. FYI He leaves it running all the time since it is NOT powered by Fossil Fuel, Butt Rather runs on a special Blend of Mango Gas!
So Mango starts Barkin stuff at me soooooo fast... and in that Weird BAH STON talk of his.... that I could hardly understand a thingy.
After I (Frankie Furter) got him slowed down a bit he started talking about needing to get me to a PLACE WHERE THERE WAS .... NO PAMPERING ALLOWED !!! I almost peed on the floor.... I LOVE to be Pampered. I had No intention of going anywhere like THAT.
Then he said I Had to go... and he said I was gonna be a JUDGE fur Mango Minster and that he had to get me to a place that was Safe ..... from the ROWDY ELEMENTS... who might try to... INFLUENCE my Decision Making and stuffs. That is when I understood... he didn't mean No PAMPERING.... he meant.... NO TAMPERING....!!!!
Mango said that I had 87 seconds to grab up everythingy that I would need to take with me.
I began throwing my stuffs in a box and Mango was howlin "TICK TOCK... TICK TOCK.. TICK TOCK" ... all the while.... MangoMobile was going PHAAAAAARRRRRTT
out in the driveway...... I went as fast as my little short hairy legs would let me.
Holy Cat Crap..... I'm a JUDGE
FUR MANGO MINSTER 2011!!!!!
So Mango threw my Stuffs ... AND ME (JUDGE Frankie Furter) in the back of the stinky MangoMobile and said I had to put a BAG.. over my Head so that no one would see me. And then with a terrible Rip Roaring PHAAAAARRRRRTTTTTTING RACKET... we took off. And we drove fur like 87 hours. When we FINALLY stopped I had to pee so bad that I was afraid to move. Mango grabbed my box of stuffs and pulled me out and said... Keep that bag on your head until you can't hear the MangoMobile any more. (I was more worried about not SMELLIN the thing, personally) Sooo I sat there with my bladder about to burst and that bag on my head and waited fur some fresh air. Butt suddenly I heard.....
"You must be Frankie Furter. You are gonna be visiting with Mango and Dexter and the other Judges... Getting to know each other and doing some... Judgie things." With that ... this two legger guy pulled the bag off my head and POINTED toward a TREE.
WHEW.... W H E W... The Guy seemed to understand long trips.
I looked around fur Mango and his MangoMobile. I finally asked The Guy where they were. He said, "Don't worry Frankie. Mango will be back soon. He has more... Pick Ups To Make."
Well, sooooooo now........ HERE I (Judge Frankie Furter) am. At Mango's Estate ...... Visiting this NEARLY Tamper Proof Location. Of course you are free to TRY to Tempt and Tamper.... butttttttttt... I'm just sayin'.
I don't know THE GUY's name butt I think his job must be sorta something like a
Dawg Zee Urge . You know like big fancy schmancy HOTELS have. I DO know that he told me he was gonna TAKE CARE OF ME while I am HERE. He did carry my box of stuffs and said that the ESTATE has WiFi . That was good news... Now I can stay in touch...
THE GUY... tells me that MANGO might be able to show and tell some of the thingys that I will be doing and seeing and stuffs while I am here Visiting Mango and Dexter. AND he also told me that the other judges will be arriving SOON... I am just the furst to arrive.
I'm kinda wondering if this GUY just might not be Mister Master... you know who he is.. Right??? I kind of HOPE he really is Mister Master, beclaws he doesn't seem to be all bossy and pushy and into the Physicals and Mentals training like Mango says his momma is. Yes, I think I could get along fine with Mister Master.
Butt if The Guy DOES turn out to be a Dawg Zee Urge fur the estate, that will be fine too.
Right now I gotta go check my Box of Stuffs. The only thingys I am SURE I packed were my stash of Milkbones, My YapStop, my Coat and Hat and my SockMonkey bed. Then I'm gonna get Logged On and check my E-mail and Comments!!!!!
PeeS... Don't furget... there is gonna be a BIG RACE on Feb. 5th.. Between Bunny and Pip!!! Stay Tuned and be ready.
