"Okay Mr. Wheeler you're time's up," said the voice of an official as
he opened to door for Joey for the last time.
Joey just looked out of it with a childish excitement in his eyes.
"Are you able to speak yet?" asked the official.
Joey simply looked at him with a look of annoyance.
"Well. You're free to go Mr. Wheeler," said the official looking at Joey with tears welling up in his eyes.
"BWAAAHAAAHAA!!" he sobbed. "It won't be the SAME without YOU HERE!!! You've been this mans best friend!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The official ran to Joey and gave him a hug that felt more like his Aunt Margerite with vice grips surgically imbued into her arms.
"BWAAAAAAAA!!" cried the official still.
"Ggghh!!" grunted Joey, gasping for breath.
"I'm going to miss you!!!" said the official as Joey begun to turn a nice shade of purple.
He finally dropped Joey. "Oh my. You're purple."
"Yeah. huggin' me wid those elephant sized arms no freakin' wonder," Joey thought.
" I'm so sorry!!!" shouted the official.
"Yeah well, at least," said Joey still gasping for air.
"I've squeezed out your. HIDDEN CHAMELEON POWERS!!!!" the official yelled.
"Wha.?" thought Joey, his mind now completely blank.
"YOU ARE SUCH A SIMP!!" Joey shouted at the official.
The official looked bumfuzzled, "You can talk? So you're not a cute little puppy?" The official stood and pushed Joey out of the padded room. "Bye."
Joey looked back around at the man. "Hmm." Joey let out a big yawn, stretching his arms, and 'accidentally' pushed the door closed where it locked, leaving the official there to go insane, all by himself!!
"That's what you get for tryin' to make me eat good ol' Benjy Fay," said Joey to himself.
He walked by a door with a sign hung over it that read 'THERAPISTS.'
He opened the speaking window and picked up the microphone. As the window slid open he saw a bunch of squat looking German hobos sitting around a fire with voodoo heads tied to sticks in one corner of the room, munching on, "Well I don't think I wanna know what they're munchin on,'"
"IT IS THE PLAGUEBRINGER!" shouted several of the therapists. They jumped up and grabbed the sticks. Several of them stood in front of the window pointing them at Joey, and the rest were eerily doing some kind of voodoo dance around the fire, tying rolled up news papers to the voodoo heads.
They all began to chant, "NEHAMNE JIGABOO CHA~CHA!!"
Joey looked at them with a gaze of utter confusion, and, for some odd reason, sympathy, as he slowly closed the window back and began to take leave at a fast walk. trot... run.
He made his way down the 40 flights of stairs that led to the ground, running down 29 and stumbling down 11. When he finally reached the ground, which he tripped onto, he made a bee-line for the exit.
When he was out he saw a GIGANTIC dog float overhead. His eyes widened, but he tried to remain cool. "Just a coincidence," he said to himself.
"Hey JOEY!!!" shouted the voices of his friends: Yugi, Tea, Tristan, and Bakura.
Joey turned and ran towards their voices to give them the biggest bear-hug in history, but once he got within a foot of them he stopped.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! !!!!!" he shouted, turning and running from a bunch of dogs on two feet with the heads of his friends sticking out of them.
"I wonder what Joey's problem was?" said Tristan to his friends.
"Beats me," said Tea.
"There just isn't understanding for some," said Bakura.
"I was just going to wish him a happy Dog's Day," said Yugi.
Fin
Joey just looked out of it with a childish excitement in his eyes.
"Are you able to speak yet?" asked the official.
Joey simply looked at him with a look of annoyance.
"Well. You're free to go Mr. Wheeler," said the official looking at Joey with tears welling up in his eyes.
"BWAAAHAAAHAA!!" he sobbed. "It won't be the SAME without YOU HERE!!! You've been this mans best friend!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The official ran to Joey and gave him a hug that felt more like his Aunt Margerite with vice grips surgically imbued into her arms.
"BWAAAAAAAA!!" cried the official still.
"Ggghh!!" grunted Joey, gasping for breath.
"I'm going to miss you!!!" said the official as Joey begun to turn a nice shade of purple.
He finally dropped Joey. "Oh my. You're purple."
"Yeah. huggin' me wid those elephant sized arms no freakin' wonder," Joey thought.
" I'm so sorry!!!" shouted the official.
"Yeah well, at least," said Joey still gasping for air.
"I've squeezed out your. HIDDEN CHAMELEON POWERS!!!!" the official yelled.
"Wha.?" thought Joey, his mind now completely blank.
"YOU ARE SUCH A SIMP!!" Joey shouted at the official.
The official looked bumfuzzled, "You can talk? So you're not a cute little puppy?" The official stood and pushed Joey out of the padded room. "Bye."
Joey looked back around at the man. "Hmm." Joey let out a big yawn, stretching his arms, and 'accidentally' pushed the door closed where it locked, leaving the official there to go insane, all by himself!!
"That's what you get for tryin' to make me eat good ol' Benjy Fay," said Joey to himself.
He walked by a door with a sign hung over it that read 'THERAPISTS.'
He opened the speaking window and picked up the microphone. As the window slid open he saw a bunch of squat looking German hobos sitting around a fire with voodoo heads tied to sticks in one corner of the room, munching on, "Well I don't think I wanna know what they're munchin on,'"
"IT IS THE PLAGUEBRINGER!" shouted several of the therapists. They jumped up and grabbed the sticks. Several of them stood in front of the window pointing them at Joey, and the rest were eerily doing some kind of voodoo dance around the fire, tying rolled up news papers to the voodoo heads.
They all began to chant, "NEHAMNE JIGABOO CHA~CHA!!"
Joey looked at them with a gaze of utter confusion, and, for some odd reason, sympathy, as he slowly closed the window back and began to take leave at a fast walk. trot... run.
He made his way down the 40 flights of stairs that led to the ground, running down 29 and stumbling down 11. When he finally reached the ground, which he tripped onto, he made a bee-line for the exit.
When he was out he saw a GIGANTIC dog float overhead. His eyes widened, but he tried to remain cool. "Just a coincidence," he said to himself.
"Hey JOEY!!!" shouted the voices of his friends: Yugi, Tea, Tristan, and Bakura.
Joey turned and ran towards their voices to give them the biggest bear-hug in history, but once he got within a foot of them he stopped.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! !!!!!" he shouted, turning and running from a bunch of dogs on two feet with the heads of his friends sticking out of them.
"I wonder what Joey's problem was?" said Tristan to his friends.
"Beats me," said Tea.
"There just isn't understanding for some," said Bakura.
"I was just going to wish him a happy Dog's Day," said Yugi.
Fin