Flopsy & Mopsy


Flopsy and Mopsy took in the scenery as their owner jogged along the boardwalk. As usual, each was trying to kick sand onto the other. Flopsy used his laces to hit Mopsy in the toe area. Mopsy was not amused. He redoubled his efforts to splatter sand over Flopsy.

"Missed again", yelled Flopsy.
"You can't escape forever", retorted Mopsy.
"Gotcha again, stupid!"
"You got lucky. No way you can do that again. Not with your aim."
"If your aim is so good, how come I'm not the one with mud all over me. Look even your sock has... Ow!"
"Serves you right."
"This is serious. That dumb sneaker with the swoosh on it just kicked me from behind."
"They're called Nikes, dumbo."
"Whatever... "
"Hey! The other one just got me."
"This is war."
"Ok, here's what we do. The next time they try to kick one of us, the other one stomps down hard on it."
"I got it."
"Now! Stomp him!"
"Ha! I stomped him good."
"Yeah. That'll teach him. Hope you broke his toes."
"Hey, their owner is pulling over. That must've really hurt, eh."
"Yeah. Heh heh."

"What the hell did you do that for? You almost broke my toe!"
"Well you kicked me first."
"It was an accident, I swear."
"Well I'm sorry then. Maybe if you weren't jogging so close behind me, it wouldn't have happened."
"Er... I was trying to get close enough to talk to you. I was going to ask you if you if you wanted to join me for a coffee later. But you probably don't want to do that now, I guess."

"Oh great! The owner of those dumb Nikes is trying to make a move on our owner."
"You think she'll go out with him?"
"I hope not. He has horrible taste in shoes."

"Oh I didn't know that. I'll think about it."
"Want some company while you jog?"

"We've got to do something, Flopsy. She's caving."
"Well, kick sand over them or something."
"How's this? That oughta do it."
"It worked. They just kicked her in the back of the knee."

"Ow! What's your excuse this time? You thought being kicked in the shin turns me on!?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen."
"Yeah, right! Get away from me, you creep."

"Yesss! She told him to take a hike."
"Another day's work, eh Mopsy."
"Yup. She's slowing down. Must be time to go home."
"Good. I was beginning to get tired here."