a furry bike(er)

the license

"Today I thought it was time to get my license but not just Anny license my bikers license" chuck told his friend with his tail waging behind him. "If you say license one more time my brain might explode" said his dear friend Kevin that worked behind the food counter. Before he could say license again he was called over to fix a game. Now normally he would be a tiny bit grumpy about another game being screwy but this was his favorite and he was concerned so *he rushed over and fixed it right away*. 

After a few more hours it was time for him to clock out and he was more exited then he ever was and i think you can guess why. *He got a ride home and got ready as quickly as he could and went to the biker store to get what he's ben waiting for since he was 7*. (I'm so happy I could pop) his tail told what he was thinking though and as he walked in and looked around at all the different bikes he saw the desk lady. He told her "I'm Charles kern" his actual name and as she looked thru some papers she said "your right on time. just walk out the door on your right to the test parking lot and your instructor will be waiting" as he said his thanks he walked out the door.

the desk lady (well someone's exited) she thought as she *watched his tail*. now going back to our fox he waved at his instructor wich was a pug but he looked like an experienced biker. after a few hours he passed and since he impressed the owner of the place by passing the fist time he got to chose a bike for F R E E. as he was wondering around he found (what he thought at least) was the perfect bike and of course the bike looked like the one in the cover. "this is going to be exiting" *he said to himself*