I don't dance

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A gr8 light flooded over that young snake. A voice like a thousand sparrows washed over him and filled his eardrums with a strangely pleasant, cacophonous sound, reminiscent of toads being squashed underfoot angels. The voice cried out "Yo,'Tone. Why you being such a bum?"
Tyrone was thoroughly confused by this,for he did not believe he a as a bum. He thought himself rather elegant, maybe even divine (in a non-mainstream way, of course. His self- concept was that of a self-proclaimed hipster Jesus, minus the humility.)
Lil Tyrone told the voice, " I air sure I'm picking up what Loire putting down, homes."
"Nonsense," the unembodied voice replied, "this is the part in the story where yoar sent in an adventure to change your way sand discover that there's more to life than parties. I now send you on an adventure to redeem yourself."
"Redeem myself to whom?" that curious snake asked.
"To yourself, of course," laughed the Voice.
This struck Tyrone in a bizarrely introspective way. Instead of giving the voice his signature sass,

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