The Supermarket Guy

Sure, Thundernose was not your average, tail wagging, beer drinking, bad rear end with tight leather suit comic book hero kind of person. Not Benji. Not Lassie. Not Snoopi who always (on top of the house) probably secretly rented out the dog house on Charlie Brown for many dark reasons that we will never prescribe to. Thundernose was a prodigy of a relationship between a miniature Chihauhau and a German police dog. A family split between sizes of dog bowls, soft squeaky toys, and poop scoop bags, their relationship did not last long. Leaving poor Thundernose alone to fend for himself ( his mother was a road runner, and his father took a keen interest in chasing cars), left him with a keen scent of street instinct... Then, he met his master Mattpluck, who was only 15 years old, being bullied by a few young chicks at the corner of barnyard and manure fields.. Thundernose could smell the chicks, ever so advancing towards poor Mattpluck, pushing him unknowingly off of the fancy ...

Sure, detective Wookinsum Ratcat was up to his old tricks... Framing innocent people for crimes that they did not commit.. This time, it was an elderly lady who just happened to stumble on a dead corpse... Androk Mudhead... Who just happened to have a Rambo knife in his back... Who just happened to have a half devoured Chicken McNugget in his mouth... Who just happened to be wandering out on the big city streets with his manly leopard print thong and muddied over gum rubber boots, manufactured from some child labored sweat shop from somewhere overseas... Sure, Detective Ratcat seen a suspicious character with a poster of "First Blood" in his hands... But he was running pretty fast... Even though he dropped the empty box of salted nuggets near his feet... Tarzan music played on his boom box, sure, but... And this man had on a sheep shirt as well... Oh well...  The real criminal looked fast, young, and as if he could shoulder press a few hundred sacks of chicken feathers over ...