The Bite Cleaner

Yesterday

s played pool together and clanked beer glasses as Lucas walked

was the furry pa

hey loved it. They thought my abs were

hah

drum & bass, I think. I don'

t

touching my ass while dancing. And th

sh

. He falls down and says "

happ

mate. Thought you was a shela."

ies, man." Lucas

ing to a furry

blame

real good. I wonder if anima

didn't mention

own and said, "That's right!

d, "Yeah but he always

e of the bar. They recognized the duller tone of the clicks. It was shoes they had heard before. Lucas gul

Fabiola as she walked up to their seats. "Staying o

s now?" asked Lucas as he turn

nearby and shook her head to the left. The bartender walked to the oth

potted near Tijuana yesterday. We think he's g

t have to do with

either in Tijuana or when he tries to cross the Tijuana river.

f Frank. "I've got moral compuncti

s. "She's got the entire community

you'll be helping our country stop a mutu

ook, lady. I don't owe Uncle Sam nothing. If humans wa

shifter, " explained Fabiola. "Other nation

ump's the president now,

us the freaks

ry about him. He doesn't read the

y, " said Werewolf Frank. He grabbed hi

's night cl

the clinic. Dr. Camacho heard a loud grunting soun

that?" ask

ough the man was not wearing anything strange. He looked no

the man. "I n

id, trying to hold bac

addy. "Did you fall

ing lik

like, go

n a respirator mask. "Follow me outside." In

e office as Dr. Camacho put away his r

me what

e around a house. The little bugger went into a drain pipe so I chased after him. Before I knew it, I saw a bright light.

ucky experience, "

ll never chase mice aro

then looked at the patient. "Mr. Chase

ound his close. "No

as to why you stink, since you were not in human form when you got flushed. Yo

bad as I thought?

s prescription pad and started writing. "Since you don't feel ill right no

nately

t for your snake form." He reached into his drawer and took out a chai

oc. You're the only o

ppy and scared to hear

sca

. sprisss! He sprayed the man's back with a few shots of cologne. "This will hold

.

" asked Maddy loud

Dr. Camacho. He pressed the button. "Ma

dy. She then pressed the intercom

s he looked at his shelf. The cologne was starting to wear off and the man's st