An Action Jock

[flamedog]

In the evenings, for about half an hour, there is a howling that has struck up over the last three or four nights. The originator of said howls is one Jock ("Jock") the Arcanine™. If you speak either Pogglespeech or Doge, you can understand what is being said:

"Go away, moon."
"Nobody wants you."
"You have a stupid face."
"I'll bite you if you come here."
"You're the worst."
"My mom could kick your butt."
"You can't even handle this, bro."
"Leave and don't come back."
"You're a stupid moon."
"I'll set you on fire if you don't go back to where you're supposed to be."

Maybe someone should tell him to shut up. Or maybe someone should join him to tell the moon what's for.

Comments

[planking]

[Oh my GOD where is that racket coming from. A very disgruntled cowboy appears!]

Hey-! Cut that out, it's two in the morning!

[flamedog]

We're doing important dog business!

::rarararwwrarrrarawr!::

[planking]

[VERY VERY IMPPORTANT. BARK BARK BARK.]

[planking]

Folks are trying to sleep!

[Flint are you arguing with dogs at 2AM.]

[flamedog]

::rarararoorrrrraaaaaaar!::

BUT THE MOON IS SO AWFUL!