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By the time your done, these \"cheesy poofs\" are gonna be out and gone! For cheese n crackers Five?”\n\n “And you’ll still be standing there pee’ing and going no where.” Fievel replied. “Let me do my work Tony?!”\n\n “I’m only being tolerant because you’re good at “pick outs” Five.” Tony huffed as he wiped a paw across his fluffy head tuft.\n\n “And.....done!” Fievel said as he hopped off the boxes and showed Tony his information. “That’s a standard Mark Six Mousa-zoni special. You can tell by the shape of the fenders. Basic with no frills, no “Chucky Cheese” (alarms) and no “Chitter Cheddar” (Lo Jack / GPS tracking)”\n\n “Yer sure?” Tony asked.\n\n “Absolutely.” Fievel said with a toothy smile.\n\n Tony gave Fievel a kiss on his head. “Sweet! I got the jack. Can you do the fixes in the usual time?”\n\n “Can you stop touching yourself long enough for me to finish?” Fievel snickered back.\n\n Tony gave off a smug look of confidence and counted as he and Fievel began to walk towards their “mark” looking up and down the street for any cars or cops.....”Three....two......one....GO!” Tony yelped as he and Fievel went “feral” the last fifty feet where Tony quickly threw a jack under the target car and lifted the side just enough for Fievel to slip under and start working through the electrical wire bundles and connections....\n\n “Ten seconds....” Tony said as he kept looking around.\n\n “Disabled.....disabled....disabled....” Fievel said as his back feet kicked around as he wiggled and shuffled his way around the car bottom....\n\n “Hurry it up five?” Tony warned.\n\n “Get your dick back in your pants.” Fievel snorted back as Tony popped the driver door open...\n\n “And.....boom!” Fievel yelped as he pulled himself from under the car, smacked the jack lock and allowed the car to flop onto all it’s wheels! “Go,go,go,go,go,go.....floor it Tony!”\n\n Tony made himself a Michael Bean meme....”One does not simply floor a Mousa-Zoni.”\n\n “Shut up and roll!” Fievel snapped into Tony’s ear and off the two mice peeled in their newly stolen car!\n\n “Five?” Tony said as he raised a paw....”I must deeply remind you as a friend about your very short temper....besides your very short stature and equally smaller mouse-hood....” \n\n “Any slower and we’d be butt raped in prison.” Fievel snorted back. “What were you going to do? Take this thing on a test drive with an option to finance?”\n\n “And here you were having all kinds of phone sex looking up the information Five? Usually you’re “Johnny on the spot” when I ask?” Tony said as he rubbed the steering wheel of the mouse tailored sports car. “I am so tempted not to put the choppers to this baby. The leather still smells brand new. She’d make a hot gang car?”\n\n “Yeah....hot till we all got butt raped.” Fievel snorted.\n\n “Cheese? What is it with you and the prison pillow fetish here, like.....come on?” Tony asked.\n\n “I’ll explain later.” Fievel replied crossing his arms. “After we get this car to the shop. I’m still extremely upset after last night. I swear Tony...last night I wanted to wait till you were deep asleep then piss down your throat!”\n\n “Woe! Hostility here? Little mouse growing some big steel Naga’s.” Tony replied. “I said I was sorry ok?”\n\n “Hmph....” Fievel huffed. “I have a right to vent and you’re gonna listen. Right now? Let’s just concentrate on getting this car to the chop.”\n\n67 Dewy Lane\nTemporary “chop shop” of the Scritchy-Scratch Crew\nSeptember 15, 2020\n7:32 pm\n\n Tony backed the stolen sports car into the makeshift garage that the rest of his crew had thrown together inside an old gas station next to another prize that was half way through being taken apart and slapped the hood as he climbed out of the driver’s seat...\n\n “Feast you eyes on this cherry boys!” Tony said as he threw his paws out. “I say she’s a keep but our walking brain trust says she’s gotta be whacked? Can you believe the nerve?”\n\n Dixy “Whistler” Hannah and his brother Pixy “Styx” walked up twirling tools in their paws...”Value plus parts plus returns plus liability plus profit equals.....she dies.” Dixy said as he studied the Mousa-zoni. “Plus she’s not cherry...I can smell the fluck juices in the back seat and....”\n\n Dixy took a knife and cut into the back seat bottom...”And she’s pregs with....pot and Novacine.”\n\n Tony stuck his head into the back seat....”Holy fluck a damn duck? How much you think is in here?”\n\n “Oh? The whole back seat? Bout 50/50 a bushel and a pussy shave.” Dixy snorted. “This car is super white hot.”\n\n “OH FLUCKEN SCORE!” Tony snapped! “SCORE! SCORE! SCORE!” The tall mouse yelped as he humped the air!\n\n Fievel tapped Tony on the back. “We have to dump it.”\n\n “Dump what?” Tony snapped. “Are you out of your fricken skull Five? There’s enough “Bambi Thumper” in there to get a hundred does (doe = female mouse/rat) pregnant at Raves and you want to dump it all?”\n\n Fievel reached into the back of the car, pulled out a stiletto, cut a piece of plastic off one of the bags and showed Tony....\n\n See? It says “Evidence”. We “lifted” a cop’s “Hump Rumper” (hump rumper = Narco infiltration prop) dump the stuff....chop the car.” Fievel snapped as he stuck his knife into the back seat rest of the driver’s side and walked off the garage floor and into a side room where Gazelle’s concert was playing on television....\n\n “Fluck....just flucken great.” Tony huffed. “So the snit in that back seat is worthless huh?”\n\n “Cut so weak it can’t get an ant hard.” Fievel snorted then he giggled. “Right now some cop is pissing in his pants trying to explain why his prop car got jacked. No wonder there was so much tracking stuff and alarm wires in that thing and it’s only a basic model.” Fievel snatched a soda from a little fridge. “Still? The parts are good and the car is near cherry. Jinxy should get a nice return sale from it.”\n\n Tony agreed and grabbed the television controller...”The concert’s going to like ten. You can not deny that Gazelle is still the most beautiful creature in the world Five? I sooooo want to get in her gams and lick her button...”\n\n Fievel snatched the controller and turned the television off....”Sorry, she can wait. I want to talk about last night.”\n\n “You’re still sore?” Tony yelped back. “The stupid “rainbow hopper’s” paying us 400 Zoo Bucks a month in protection money Five and you’re still mad?”\n\nHistory note: Old New York Mobster Carlo Gambino made most of his money by extorting rich homosexuals with extortion and protection racks from the mid-1930‘s till his death in 1976 by playing a gay man in gay bars.\n\n “When were you going to show?” Fievel snorted. “I kept waiting and trying to be patient and that sick cotton tail was preparing to do some really freaky crap on me? What were you doing Tony? Getting off on it?”\n\n “You have to make sure the ”fish” is “solid” before you pull the line there Five. You bait em and I study them...that’s how it’s always worked.”\n\n “Well it isn’t “working” any more.” Fievel snapped. “Nah! I’m not doing that scam again Tony....no more. Why don’t you do the baiting? And don’t spill me all that “I’m top” stuff?”\n\n Tony waved his paws...”I don’t do it because you’re better than me at seducing, I mean you’re all cute and innocence and I’m all rough and un-attractive as all get out Five. Plus? You just look the part for it?” Tony sighed....”Ok....ok.....maybe I let the stupid cotton tail have more fun that he should have but we nailed him! This is our most productive scam Five? Come on? Don’t kill it because of one little “nag in the butt” please?” Tony pleaded....\n\n\n\n “Ok....ok.....I promise you kid.” Tony said as he got on his knees and took Fievel’s paws in his. “This coming pay day? I’ll give you a nice bonus to your cut? Go spoil yourself crazy! How’s that? Even better? You can spend a whole day spoiling Tanya like crazy, make your sister super happy like you always say you dream of doing. How’s that?” Tony asked as he rubbed Fievel’s shoulders. “Please Five? Don’t dump our best money maker?”\n\n “You? Stay away from my sister.” Fievel warned.\n\n “What the hell is turning your butt into a straw hole?” Tony replied shruging. “How did me and your sister enter the picture here? Just because I asked for just a little mental wizardry with our finances from her? You turn it into a superior court case?”\n\n “I don’t want my sister connected to us in any way Tony! Not a smudge, not a smidge, not a bite do you hear me?” Fievel snapped as he pointed into Tony’s chest. “She’s found herself two great Geek “swells” that I like and she’s super happy. If I have to be a bed squeeze for extra so you get the point then so be it but “YOU”.....”LAY OFF”.....”TANYA”....I mean it “Tone Tone”. You screw up my sister’s happiness and so help me I’ll make you regret it!”\n\n Tony rubbed Fievel’s chin and softly smiled. “You know? You are such a cute little mook when you’re angry?”\n\n “Oh....sit down and paw off to Gazelle you hopeless case?” Fievel huffed as he flopped into a chair next to Tony.\n\n “Five?” Tony said as he wrapped an arm around the smaller mouse. “You realize I value you like a thousand times more than just a pillow warmer don’t you? I mean....I feel it! We are so close to being “made” it’s not funny! And if I make it? You’ll be right next to me as my main gun, you the kid with all the brains and me with all “hoots” Just think Five? Our crew hooked to a family? One day we could build our own family? The Totoni Faction with you as my loyal under boss, ruling over all Little Rodentia. I so want that for you kid? Honest. That’s the focus of all my hopes and dreams Five...you and me paw n paw drowning in dough and forcing the other silly rats in this little city to bend over for us!”\n\n Fievel smiled softly....”Snit....like I could stay angry at you forever? I’m stupid to follow you Tony Totoni....stupid in love.”\n\n Tony kissed Fievel on the cheek. “Mono de Ermo me amore.” The taller mouse said as he clicked the television back on. “Next “spot” we go the female route.”\n\n Fievel snorted back....”You want me to “whack you” in rat sticky paper don’t you?”","description_bbcode_parsed":"The Shady Lady Bar n Grill
4th and Jerry Ave.
Little Rodentia
September 15, 2020
7:15 pm
Tony Totoni leaned against the wall chewing on smokehouse almonds while his smaller side kick “Five” Fievel sat on a stack of wooden boxes hard focused on his smart phone...
“What’s keepin yah?” Tony asked a little annoyed.
“I’m just making sure of the model like you asked me.” Fievel replied.
Tony looked across the street to his “mark” and then back at Fievel even more annoyed. “Come on?! By the time your done, these "cheesy poofs" are gonna be out and gone! For cheese n crackers Five?”
“And you’ll still be standing there pee’ing and going no where.” Fievel replied. “Let me do my work Tony?!”
“I’m only being tolerant because you’re good at “pick outs” Five.” Tony huffed as he wiped a paw across his fluffy head tuft.
“And.....done!” Fievel said as he hopped off the boxes and showed Tony his information. “That’s a standard Mark Six Mousa-zoni special. You can tell by the shape of the fenders. Basic with no frills, no “Chucky Cheese” (alarms) and no “Chitter Cheddar” (Lo Jack / GPS tracking)”
“Yer sure?” Tony asked.
“Absolutely.” Fievel said with a toothy smile.
Tony gave Fievel a kiss on his head. “Sweet! I got the jack. Can you do the fixes in the usual time?”
“Can you stop touching yourself long enough for me to finish?” Fievel snickered back.
Tony gave off a smug look of confidence and counted as he and Fievel began to walk towards their “mark” looking up and down the street for any cars or cops.....”Three....two......one....GO!” Tony yelped as he and Fievel went “feral” the last fifty feet where Tony quickly threw a jack under the target car and lifted the side just enough for Fievel to slip under and start working through the electrical wire bundles and connections....
“Ten seconds....” Tony said as he kept looking around.
“Disabled.....disabled....disabled....” Fievel said as his back feet kicked around as he wiggled and shuffled his way around the car bottom....
“Hurry it up five?” Tony warned.
“Get your dick back in your pants.” Fievel snorted back as Tony popped the driver door open...
“And.....boom!” Fievel yelped as he pulled himself from under the car, smacked the jack lock and allowed the car to flop onto all it’s wheels! “Go,go,go,go,go,go.....floor it Tony!”
Tony made himself a Michael Bean meme....”One does not simply floor a Mousa-Zoni.”
“Shut up and roll!” Fievel snapped into Tony’s ear and off the two mice peeled in their newly stolen car!
“Five?” Tony said as he raised a paw....”I must deeply remind you as a friend about your very short temper....besides your very short stature and equally smaller mouse-hood....”
“Any slower and we’d be butt raped in prison.” Fievel snorted back. “What were you going to do? Take this thing on a test drive with an option to finance?”
“And here you were having all kinds of phone sex looking up the information Five? Usually you’re “Johnny on the spot” when I ask?” Tony said as he rubbed the steering wheel of the mouse tailored sports car. “I am so tempted not to put the choppers to this baby. The leather still smells brand new. She’d make a hot gang car?”
“Yeah....hot till we all got butt raped.” Fievel snorted.
“Cheese? What is it with you and the prison pillow fetish here, like.....come on?” Tony asked.
“I’ll explain later.” Fievel replied crossing his arms. “After we get this car to the shop. I’m still extremely upset after last night. I swear Tony...last night I wanted to wait till you were deep asleep then piss down your throat!”
“Woe! Hostility here? Little mouse growing some big steel Naga’s.” Tony replied. “I said I was sorry ok?”
“Hmph....” Fievel huffed. “I have a right to vent and you’re gonna listen. Right now? Let’s just concentrate on getting this car to the chop.”
67 Dewy Lane
Temporary “chop shop” of the Scritchy-Scratch Crew
September 15, 2020
7:32 pm
Tony backed the stolen sports car into the makeshift garage that the rest of his crew had thrown together inside an old gas station next to another prize that was half way through being taken apart and slapped the hood as he climbed out of the driver’s seat...
“Feast you eyes on this cherry boys!” Tony said as he threw his paws out. “I say she’s a keep but our walking brain trust says she’s gotta be whacked? Can you believe the nerve?”
Dixy “Whistler” Hannah and his brother Pixy “Styx” walked up twirling tools in their paws...”Value plus parts plus returns plus liability plus profit equals.....she dies.” Dixy said as he studied the Mousa-zoni. “Plus she’s not cherry...I can smell the fluck juices in the back seat and....”
Dixy took a knife and cut into the back seat bottom...”And she’s pregs with....pot and Novacine.”
Tony stuck his head into the back seat....”Holy fluck a damn duck? How much you think is in here?”
“Oh? The whole back seat? Bout 50/50 a bushel and a pussy shave.” Dixy snorted. “This car is super white hot.”
“OH FLUCKEN SCORE!” Tony snapped! “SCORE! SCORE! SCORE!” The tall mouse yelped as he humped the air!
Fievel tapped Tony on the back. “We have to dump it.”
“Dump what?” Tony snapped. “Are you out of your fricken skull Five? There’s enough “Bambi Thumper” in there to get a hundred does (doe = female mouse/rat) pregnant at Raves and you want to dump it all?”
Fievel reached into the back of the car, pulled out a stiletto, cut a piece of plastic off one of the bags and showed Tony....
See? It says “Evidence”. We “lifted” a cop’s “Hump Rumper” (hump rumper = Narco infiltration prop) dump the stuff....chop the car.” Fievel snapped as he stuck his knife into the back seat rest of the driver’s side and walked off the garage floor and into a side room where Gazelle’s concert was playing on television....
“Fluck....just flucken great.” Tony huffed. “So the snit in that back seat is worthless huh?”
“Cut so weak it can’t get an ant hard.” Fievel snorted then he giggled. “Right now some cop is pissing in his pants trying to explain why his prop car got jacked. No wonder there was so much tracking stuff and alarm wires in that thing and it’s only a basic model.” Fievel snatched a soda from a little fridge. “Still? The parts are good and the car is near cherry. Jinxy should get a nice return sale from it.”
Tony agreed and grabbed the television controller...”The concert’s going to like ten. You can not deny that Gazelle is still the most beautiful creature in the world Five? I sooooo want to get in her gams and lick her button...”
Fievel snatched the controller and turned the television off....”Sorry, she can wait. I want to talk about last night.”
“You’re still sore?” Tony yelped back. “The stupid “rainbow hopper’s” paying us 400 Zoo Bucks a month in protection money Five and you’re still mad?”
History note: Old New York Mobster Carlo Gambino made most of his money by extorting rich homosexuals with extortion and protection racks from the mid-1930‘s till his death in 1976 by playing a gay man in gay bars.
“When were you going to show?” Fievel snorted. “I kept waiting and trying to be patient and that sick cotton tail was preparing to do some really freaky crap on me? What were you doing Tony? Getting off on it?”
“You have to make sure the ”fish” is “solid” before you pull the line there Five. You bait em and I study them...that’s how it’s always worked.”
“Well it isn’t “working” any more.” Fievel snapped. “Nah! I’m not doing that scam again Tony....no more. Why don’t you do the baiting? And don’t spill me all that “I’m top” stuff?”
Tony waved his paws...”I don’t do it because you’re better than me at seducing, I mean you’re all cute and innocence and I’m all rough and un-attractive as all get out Five. Plus? You just look the part for it?” Tony sighed....”Ok....ok.....maybe I let the stupid cotton tail have more fun that he should have but we nailed him! This is our most productive scam Five? Come on? Don’t kill it because of one little “nag in the butt” please?” Tony pleaded....
“Ok....ok.....I promise you kid.” Tony said as he got on his knees and took Fievel’s paws in his. “This coming pay day? I’ll give you a nice bonus to your cut? Go spoil yourself crazy! How’s that? Even better? You can spend a whole day spoiling Tanya like crazy, make your sister super happy like you always say you dream of doing. How’s that?” Tony asked as he rubbed Fievel’s shoulders. “Please Five? Don’t dump our best money maker?”
“You? Stay away from my sister.” Fievel warned.
“What the hell is turning your butt into a straw hole?” Tony replied shruging. “How did me and your sister enter the picture here? Just because I asked for just a little mental wizardry with our finances from her? You turn it into a superior court case?”
“I don’t want my sister connected to us in any way Tony! Not a smudge, not a smidge, not a bite do you hear me?” Fievel snapped as he pointed into Tony’s chest. “She’s found herself two great Geek “swells” that I like and she’s super happy. If I have to be a bed squeeze for extra so you get the point then so be it but “YOU”.....”LAY OFF”.....”TANYA”....I mean it “Tone Tone”. You screw up my sister’s happiness and so help me I’ll make you regret it!”
Tony rubbed Fievel’s chin and softly smiled. “You know? You are such a cute little mook when you’re angry?”
“Oh....sit down and paw off to Gazelle you hopeless case?” Fievel huffed as he flopped into a chair next to Tony.
“Five?” Tony said as he wrapped an arm around the smaller mouse. “You realize I value you like a thousand times more than just a pillow warmer don’t you? I mean....I feel it! We are so close to being “made” it’s not funny! And if I make it? You’ll be right next to me as my main gun, you the kid with all the brains and me with all “hoots” Just think Five? Our crew hooked to a family? One day we could build our own family? The Totoni Faction with you as my loyal under boss, ruling over all Little Rodentia. I so want that for you kid? Honest. That’s the focus of all my hopes and dreams Five...you and me paw n paw drowning in dough and forcing the other silly rats in this little city to bend over for us!”
Fievel smiled softly....”Snit....like I could stay angry at you forever? I’m stupid to follow you Tony Totoni....stupid in love.”
Tony kissed Fievel on the cheek. “Mono de Ermo me amore.” The taller mouse said as he clicked the television back on. “Next “spot” we go the female route.”
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