Part One Hundred Three
Another Epic Fight Again
"Easy Corky. No sudden movements," taught
Turf. He turned to the Lizard Guy. "Do you know where the
Cyclops is?"
"Have them run in and we'll close the
gate," strategized Dade evilly. "I mean, have them run
out, of course. Sorry, Rocko, still a little bitter," said Dade
changing the whole meaning of 'little'.
"Turf, you're sick in the head! Listen, that's
not your mom! Come here!" shouted Rocko strangely.
"He may have some useful information for
us," stupefied Turf. The Lizard Guy attacked Turf.
"He doesn't speak Grunionianese," spated
Rocko.
"Ask him what his favorite food is, Turf."
Dade guessed it was probably Turf.
"Perhaps it's Surf and Turf," guessed
Harry too.
"See, he's just a guy like us," explained
Turf. Meaning violent and ready to attack anything that moves. It
missed its attack. "C'mon, Lizard Guy. If you tell me where the
Cyclops is, I'll let you travel with us."
"What sssssssssssyclopssssss?" asked the
Lizard Guy in Lizard Guyish (which is a lot like Grunionianese but
with more S's).
"You know, big guy with one eye? Wandering
around the cavern?" convincerated Turf. Who then attacked
instead of waiting for an answer. "Seen anyone like that?"
104. Lizard Guys Have Tough Skin
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