The Cecil Hotel

Chapter 12: How to grow a cat using seeds and soil

"Well look what the hell I found in room 1419, baby!" Gil shouted at the top of his whiskey-filled lungs.
"Dude you sound like a squawking chimpanzee mixed with a skunk with some kind of disease mixed with a dying elephant," said Mike gracefully.

"Well guess what, bruthafucka! Neighbamugga!" said Gil eating a cigarette butt. "Dat Max kid is comin' for a lil' visit!"
"But wait, I thought we're in the middle of ocean! I mean..."
"Aw just chill you lil' sucka! He-a gonna fly here! Hell yeah baby!"
"How?"
"Usin a helacopta! A helluva copta! Hell yeah bro!"
"Wait, you mean helicopter?! Wow! I've never seen one before!"
"You damn right I do."
Both Mike and Gil hyperventilated so hard that they started flying around the room levitating like an armed madman.
"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO US?!!!" Mike panicked.
"I dunno!!! SOMEONE HELP US!!!"

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"Wow that was awesome!" Philip said at the dinner table after Gil and Mike told them what happened.
The doorbell rang and the next thing they knew, Max was there. But the first thing he said was shocking. It wasn't the usual "hello" or "wassup" or "chill homie," instead it was
"Do you know that you can grow cats with seeds and soil?"
"ugh... what do you mean?" Asked Gil, rather confused.
"Well, out in the desert where I live, we do all sorts of crazy stuff. For instance a scientist even put a gene of a cow into a human being's brain!"
Mike gasped.
"But that's not the cool part. The cool part is that scientists were able to take DNA from a dead cat and actually plant it in soil. Before we knew it, a cat was growing inside our backyard! But don't try it just to be safe," Max bragged.
"Um....okay... so....and...."
"Well that's it. I've gotta go. Bye," said Max slamming the door in Gil's face causing him to get a concussion.

(To be continued)