Characters : 
Po-Go Dog : you should know by now (also known as R. H. D. rampant hag dog)
Blan Blan : the evil, malicious, cruel, violent candy stealing, dog swatting,
indespicable, infamous, dog rubbing, mother bamboolziling, jobby. ( who
has no friends, but a dog whom she has thouroughly seduced, )
Setting : After their last violent encounter, Po-Go Dog was reduced to a 
mere penecilin containing mass stuck against the wall.  Blan Blan was 
hackling (try to get in the Haloween spirit in this story) all the way home
still high from the adrenalin rush of beating poor innocent animals.
        Po-Go Dog was left limp for many a day, arr! but finally puffed up
again (puffing stands for happiness, who is happy all the time around here,
huh?!  I ask you?! Who in the world is happy around here? Huh!! Always asking
these questions?  Insulting other people, calling them horses, making 
neighing sounds.  Nay, Nay, she, I am mean he can't even spell the sounds
right.  I know for a fact that he watches Sesame St. all the time.  He knows
for a fact that it's on at 8:30 on channel 28.  Ha!  Take that, evil doer.
Insult me huh?!  At least I don't watch the mighty morphin power rangers
and get upset when the mighty pteradactyl gets hit by a photon ray!  Hah!  At
least I don't sing along! Hahahahha!  I know you did... it I know)
        Because Po-Go Dog was so bad, she was forced to work in the kitchen,
making wallets and bat shaped cookies for the trick-or-treaters.
Po-Go Dog : Rrrr! Arroeroareia!  Grrrr! ( that stupid owner, making me make
bat shaped cookies!  I'll get her for this!)

Blan Blan : Huhh! You think your special?!  Just because you know a little
Kung Fu?  Well, I'll teach you a lesson.(spoken like a weakling girl)

Po-Go Dog : Arrr! Greeerrrr!  Arrrgreeerrrr!  (I might have lost last time,
but never again! honor is at stake)

Narrator : Po-Go Dog in a flying mass of hair, flies at the throat of our
malicious villain, who incidentally, doesn't know how to make horse sounds.
Nay, nay my ___!  Hey! why not mue mue for a cow?  Yay Po-go dog!

Po-Go Dog : Rrrr! Rrrr! (I ain't letting go of this ______ of a master
if it takes my life) Yay po go dog!

Blan Blan :               (you expected words?  she's choking right now!!)

Narrator : Suddenly, from nowhere, Sir Rackmaar jumps in.  Whack, bam!  flying
side kick to the adams apple.  A right to the jaw.  Arrrr!  Sir .. has Blan
Blan in a choke hold while Po-Go Dog is biting is leg!!! Grrr! What a fight!

Chorus of characters : Arrrrrrrr!

Po-Go Dog : (lets go) wait?  I don't understand why Mr. Clinton plays the
saxephone.  Nay!

Narrator : Sir Maarr jumps out of nowhere and does a 360, no make it 720
flying side kick to little Po-Go Dog's face!!!!!!!! 

Chorus of characters : (all together now!) Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Narrator : Little Bon-Bon Dog flies through the air, forcefully smashing
herself against the wall!  Arrrr!

Bon-Go  Dog : Arrrrrreeeeuuuurrrrrr!  (played in slow motion, so you get that
real dog flying against the wall effect!)

Narrator : Sir Rackmaar forces Ban ban to stuff the center of the perfect
frisbee in her mouth.  Now, there is a perfect cylinder of fur, protruding. 

pretty sick, huh?!!! Well that's what you get for making fun of your neighbor
with some horse sounds!  No, one, no one! makes fun on me about horse sounds!
Thou who doth insult me, shall eat Po-Go dogs!! All of you!!! All of You!!!!
No one understands me!!! No one!!! You understand me!!! No one!!!! click..

                                        The DogCatcher