Despite the blood pounding in my ears, I

Despite the blood pounding in my ears, I could hear the wolf pacing me in the dark wood. I wouldn't win a race to the cabin's safety. To my left, I saw the headlights of

a truck.I could run towards the road,risk being hit if the truck driver couldn't break in time or risk having to blow him for a ride if he was a jerk,or risk facing the angry wolf

. But the only wolf in the den was Star wolf's own Wolf O'Donnell, long retired from his mercenary days. "Can't let you do... that..." he said, passing out in a drunken stupor.

"Goddammit, you're the best pilot in Lylat who doesn't abide by military regulations!" I poured hot coffee in his face. "Can'tletyoubrewthatStarbucks!" Wolf awoke. "Get my gun."

Annie, handed him the Smith and Wesson loaded with 6 bullets, 5 lead and one silver. Wolf spun the cylinder and put it to his shaggy head. "You wanted a risk-taker?"

Wolfie pulled my head close to his, temple to temple. Annie gasped. I wanted to kiss him. He cocked the revolver. Only one of those bullets would kill us both. His shampoo's scent

overpowered my senses (definitely Pantene) and because of that, I then did something completely crazy. I started singing "Rock the Casbah." Wolfie dropped the gun & kissed me.

"If I stay there will be trouble," Wolfie said. "If you go there will be double," I replied. Suddenly an armadillo appeared from nowhere, picked up the gun in its mouth and raced

towards the glowing TacoBell sign. When craving for a MexiMelt there is nothing that can stand in the way of a gun-toting Armadillo. Mmmm, fourth meal & think outside the bun.