He approached slowly., she backed away, he

He approached slowly., she backed away, he stopped, she approaches, he backs up, she crouches down peering at him, he approaches, she does a back flip. The Cat and Squirrel played

create brownian motion and thus entrap the squirrel in a counter clock-wise kinetic vortex. But the cat lacked knowlege of Einstein physics. I sighed and lit my pipe. If I could, I

would love to train a mongoose to catch squirrels using super position of traps. But animals are so below us that they'd never get it. I puffed my pipe and began making plans.

They were pipe dreams. In fact, my pipe had the power to take me to different worlds. It was my "travelling pipe." It was Sherlock Holmes style and fired up a

storm of sparks when lit. But that was just to entertain. To time-travel with my Baskerville pipe, I blew a large smoke ring which opened a portal to another time & stepped through

the smoke into a mire where bitterns were booming and butterflies were flitting. Suddenly a spectral hound leaped out at me, its fangs dripping, and its eyes glowing

all spectrally and stuff, but I knew i was protected from this non-dog by Shaggy's dung beetle dung collection. Velma sighed, "Fred, you are such a bastard"

Fred was just happy someone knew his name. "Don't you say jinkies, only I get to say jinkies!" one of the bimbos said. Shaggy was too stoned to know which. Scooby was hurt by drug

but Shaggy didn't care anymore. He'd had enough of this life. His green t shirt was stained with blood and his beard was patchy and greying. He didn't want the van anymore.