"Go see my dad." said Calvin.
Daila sighed. "Watch, he's gonna make us do a bunch of chores again."
"Hey, he's my Dad. What am I supposed to do?"
Calvin and Daila walked back up the tree bark and re-entered the hole that was their home. Only, when they got inside, a horrible stench entered their noses.
"UGH!! What the hell is that smell?!" asked Daila.
"Oh, that's not you? I thought you farted again." sneered Calvin.
"Shut up."
The two skunks turned a corner and saw Calvin's father grunting and defecating in the back of their home.
"Hey! What'd I tell you about me and when I take a shit?!"
Calvin sighed and rolled his eyes. "Never 'interrupt' you during bowel movements."
"Exactly."
Calvin's father sighed and grunted again, releasing another lump of skunk poop.
"Alright, since you're already here, I got some chores--"
Daila and Calvin moaned exasperatedly and rolled their eyes.
"Hey, someone's gotta do it."
"Just shut up and tell us what we gotta do. Hopefully I don't have to clean another elephant's ass." said Calvin.
"What?"
"Nothing pop."
"Well, Daila's mom told me she wants her to wash this tiger and pull a thorn out of a sloth's foot."
"That doesn't sound too bad." said Daila.
"And Son, I want you to lick the toe-jam off this lemur's foot and find some jewel located in a pile of rhino dung."
"What the hell!?!!? Why does Daila always get the easy stuff to do?!!? This is so unfair!" screamed Calvin.
"See ya Calvin!" said Daila, running out the tree.
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