Bob sang his favorite song, and crawled down

Bob sang his favorite song, and crawled down the hallway

. "Get up Bob!" said Sarah. But her voice was drowned out by Bob's singing, "THE ANSWER MY FRIEND, IS BLOWIN' IN THE WIND. THE ANSWER IS BLOWIN' IN THE WIND."

Sarah pulled Dylan from the curb. After playing electric guitar at the folk festival, he fell on hard times. "Don't worry," said Sarah "The times they are a changin'"

"I'm on the pavement thinkin' 'bout the government," Dylan explained. "Yeah, that's what got you arrested last time, remember?" Sarah said to him. "Stay Lady, stay," he answered.

"And, if I stay, what will we do?" Sarah asked. Without hesitation, Dylan replied, "Play, Lady, Play." "Come on, Bob, what else?" She begged. Dylan pondered a moment,"Slap & tickle

fights in the abattoir." Sarah mock pouted a moment, then smiled. "What else," she teased Dylan while throwing him a muffin. "Well, I could spank the monkey for your parents."

Dylan fretted. "I don't think my parents would appreciate you spanking their monkey," he told Sarah. "Bludgeoning it with a hammer, sure, but spanking it just doesn't seem useful."

"Well excuse me for trying something new." Sarah huffed. She was tired of doing things like this. She had bludgeoned tons of monkeys by now. "Maybe next time we can try

Parachute and hold a cat?" Something Sarah had done with her friend Patches. Patches and Sarah had tried some crazy things back in those days.

Like when they tricked Sarah's mom into buying them Taylor Swift tickets. They had the best time, and Patches will forever remain Sarah's best feline friend.