Chapter 2

I arose early and dressed with hurried intent. Oh, what fun Gloucester would be!  I arrived at Chateau D'Nick to find the house in disaray. The front door was kicked in and pictures where shattered on the floor like small glass raindrops.

what had happend here?  to messy to be a profession job. musta been an amatuer thief. but who? and why?

I soon had my answer.  The Roopenians had left Tahj and Bwass alone for one hour.  That would be like setting off a bomb filled with white powder the day after september 11th.  Madness. Pure and utter destruction.

Me: what the fuck is going on?

Bwass: Oh, dont't worry, the Cat in the Hat will clean it all seconds beofre anyone is home!

Me: Bwass there is no Cat in the Allfuck Hat, you fucking Tucan Sam.  What the fuck!

Bwass: Dude, sauced.

Bwass: I hate you Bwass

No sooner had the gravity of the situation hit me, then i heard a shrill cry from the driveway. "OH SWEET NIPPLEFUCK!"

"Me: Mrs. Roops is home

Bwass: sauced

Me:....

Bwass: Chyea chyea!

Me: She is literally coming in the door, how are you gunna pick all th---Is that strawberry jam on the ceiling?

Bwass: Yo! That was Tahj! He' tried to make PBJ, like a fool!

Tahj: Sauced

Me: There is no god

After 47 minutes of yelling, we were in the car.

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A small note. Bwass ahd three suitcases. and he brought 'The Extreme Teen Bible'.  That is not an exaggeration. That is sad sad fact.

The Cat in the Hat. The overwelming majority of 17 year olds know he does not exist. Bwass follows not such pattern.