By the G-POP Guru
"Oh boy," exclaimed Leon. "I can't wait to show this to Claire!" He was very excited, as he hastily dragged the large box home. It wasn't a very long walk, but the box was heavy, and he was out of breath when he reached the front door. He swung open the door and proceeded to haul the package inside.
"Claire!" He called breathlessly. "Come see what I got!"
Claire walked into the living room, and groaned. "That's not another one of your mail-order brides, is it?"
"No! And her name was Sheila." Leon said defensively.
Claire rolled her eyes, and gave an exasperated sigh. "Then what is it?"
"You'll see! Just gotta wake her up first."
"What are you talking a--"
"Shhh!" Leon put his finger to his lips. He tapped lightly on the box and whatever was in it sprang to life immediately. A loud growling sound could be heard coming from the box and something slammed itself hard against the side nearly knocking the box over. Claire jumped back startled. Leon kneeled down to the bottom of the box and unlatched it. He lifted the single flap door. A mutilated, zombified dog stepped out of the box.
"It's a--!" Claire cried.
"Claire, meet Noodles." Leon beamed at his new pet. Claire was speechless. "It's a puppy, Claire!"
"Leon, are you retarded!? That thing will kill you! Don't you remember the last time we saw those things?"
"Um...no." Leon offered a confused look. He whined, "But Cla-yer! Noodles is a good dog! She'll behave real good! I taught her myself."
"Oh, good grief." Claire put her hands up, defeated. It was hard to argue with Leon when he got this way. "All right, you can keep it. But if I see one mess on the floor, I'm just gonna shoot it."
"Oh! How'd you know what to do?" Leon was impressed.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when Noodles does something wrong I say 'bad Noodles!' like this." Leon took out his gun, said "Bad Noodles!" and shot the dog. The poor, frightened, undead creature jumped back wondering what it did wrong. Claire rolled her eyes and turned to leave the room. Leon stopped her. "Wait! Don't you even want to know how it got its name?"
"Not really." Claire said impatiently. She put her hand on her hip and waited for Leon to finish.
With a big grin, Leon said proudly, "Because it looks like it's made out of spaghetti."
"Leon, I think you really are retarded."
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