Monday, May 01, 2006
Lizanator Fights Back
Story by Clint Scagliola
Copyright 2006, all rights reserved.
It was high noon in a sleepy town in northern California, the sun blazing in the sky a relief from the months of rain that had pounded the ground. In a small suburb surrounded by fields lived Clint and his family pet Tazz neither of which had any clue to the events that were about to change both their lives forever! As usual on this 80-degree day, Clint would take Tazz out for a walk along the property lines where they live, checking for damage or invaders that managed to slip past the property defenses at night. As they rounded the corner of a storage shed that lay on the property boundary, they caught a glimpse of the invader that would change them both forever!
They approached with caution the lower back corner of the shed and as they did, the invader rushed them both like some sort roman soldier **** bent on destruction. It was then that Clint realized who the invader was; it was none other than LIZANATOR! (Jaws Music playing) He had read in the local paper that because of the extensive heat the next few days that it was entirely possible for LIZANATOR to stalk the local neighborhoods.
When they both realized who the invader was there was only one option open, release the hounds of **** (also know as Tazz) to capture the invader and set the world right once again.
As Clint released the leash brake Tazz took off after Lizanator, the line from the flexi leash™ spooling out so quickly that the reel started to over heat, smoke billowing from the plastic frame that held it. A cloud of dust is all that could be seen gravel and grass flying through the air peppering everything in site when suddenly it happened! Tazz stopped dead in his tracks, Lizanator showing what he was made of and surprising both Tazz and Clint in one swell swoop. Lizanator charged Tazz and Clint, showing them both his teeth, and how he obtained the reputation as a killer.
They both stood silent and in awe as Lizanator did pushup after pushup in front of them, his head bobbing up and down and the sun reflecting off his razor sharp teeth. It was then that they both realized they had made a HUGE mistake thinking they could defeat the enemy. Lizanator attacked and as he did Tazz jumped and ran, he ran for his life towards the one place he knew Lizanator could not enter, the confides of Clint’s home with its steel door capable of stopping a bull elephant dead in its tracks.
Tazz ran up the steps to the home with Clint struggling to keep up, the flexi leash™ nearly grinding to a halt as all but the last few inches of line spooled out in record time. They had both managed to stare the beast in the eyes and survive truly a miracle and a story that would be told for generations to come. The day Clint and Tazz survived death at the mouth and feet of Lizanator.