"My, you're moving about industriously this morrow," Smush observed of his pal one impossibly ordinary morning.
"No time to waste!" Mogey agreed. "I've got to get going on my new year's resolution."
"It is quite literally July," Smush rejoined.
"Precisely. My new year's resolution was to learn a martial art by 'late summer.' Now step aside, sir! Mistress Bunly Gumm of the Red Roof Dojo will be here any minute."
At that moment, the door knocker knockered and Mogey rushed to the vestibule. When he peered outside, however, no one was there.
"Well that was peculiar," he said, returning to the kitchen. "I--"
"Ha HA!" interrupted a flop-eared, gi-clad, four-foot tall rabbit as she leapt down from atop the cupboard. "Lesson number one: always expect the bun-expected!"
Mogey was so startled he fell backward, but Smush did not so much as flinch. "Let me guess: Bunly Gumm?" he said.
"Mistress Bunly Gumm," said the rabbit with a bow. "Of the Red Roof Dojo."
"Isn't that the karate center operating out of a motel over by the airport?" Smush asked.
"Indeed our sacred and most ancient dojo does take its name from the redness of our landlord's roof," said Bunly Gumm. "And indeed I'm required under contract to state that our landlord has additional rooms to let, steps away from the Eisenhower Terminal and starting at just $49.99 per night."
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment