We do drink Vine.

 Vlad the vampire and Grrr the T-Rex were hanging out in the swamp.

The ladies had gone to the Mall, and Bob had lost the coin toss and had to go with them to carry stuff.

Grrr was enjoying a can of root-beer and Vlad, to Grrr’s surprise was having a glass of wine.

“Vlad, if you don’t mind my asking, since when do vampires drink wine?”

Looking up from his video game, Vlad was hooked on “panzer commander”

He said “Excuse me Grrr, I did not hear you.”

“The wine, buddy, since when did the undead drink wine?” “You know, “I never drink …vine” “.

Repeated Grrr.

“Drat!!!" Said an annoyed Vlad.

“Sorry, buddy, I did not mean to" ...said Grrr.

“No, No...Grrr it is not you . It is that darn book again.
Ever since Stoker wrote that silly tale, it has created problems for us vampires."

To be continued…

 

Al Gator and Animal Control.



Bob woke at 4 A.M. with the sound of  Grrr banging his tail on Bob’s front door.
Half asleep with a yawn, Bob opened the door. “Pal,” he said “It is 4 o’clock, Gretta get smart and toss
you out?”  “it is not me, Buddy. It is Al Gator, he put too much sugar in his Earl Grey and
went wandering down the street again.
Some humans saw him, freaked and called the cops. So  he is back in the tank. We gotta spring him.”
“Huh,” Said Bob still trying to wake up. Grrr handed him a cup of coffee and “Yeah, he called me  from the slammer, we got to get him out before those creeps from EPA find him.  your friend Officer Martinez, the old marine, is on duty and if you ask him, he will cut Al loose and lose the paperwork.”
The two pals went down to the Animal Control station and after a few words and a box of donuts changed hands,  Al Gator was out.
“Thanks, mates.” Said Al. “Don’t know how that happened. “I was enjoying the cricket match and put a few extra lumps in me tea, decided to go see some mates, must of taken a wrong turn...next thing I know some bloody humans, no offense Bob, were yelling and some bloke roped me like a bloody cow.”
“I saw the tape buddy. You were singing “God save the Queen.” and yelling something about Bunker Hill and restoring the honor of ole England. You are lucky those humans did not turn you into  a suitcase.” replied Bob with a smile. “You got that right.

 At the Wellness Center.

"Oh." said Billy, the young Rex."Why  are you putting those operating scrubs on ?"
"It can get very messy and you know how hard it is to get blood off a white  lab coat?
 This is a new one. My wife just got it for me and she would be mad if I got it dirty the first time I wore it."
Grrr said with a  predatory grin.
"Oh...look, the last time I was in counseling..Mrs. Bronto. she  just told me to feel good about myself..and she..she told my mom to get me a new ...new ...game or something to help my inner child adjust."'
A nervous Billy Rex stammered.
"Not the way, I work kid.".......Grrr snarled.

 At the Wellness Center.

"Mr. Grrr,".Billy started to say when Grrr's nurse came in.
Seeing Grrr in his operating clothes, she said "Not again Grrr. These are new rugs and you know what
 Dr. H said at the budget meeting last week."
"Hey", said Grrr, "Did I ask for carpet? I was happy with tiles. Easy to mop up..but no!!.
You guys had to get that designer in here."a warmer..kinder look"  you said". Grrr replied.
Billy Rex looked up at the two older rex, his eyes getting bigger and bigger and his tail starting to twitch nervously .
As the nurse left, Billy said .."Please, Mr. Grrr. Can we start over?"
"Not a problem.  Every kid is entitled to one mistake as a human friend of mine is fond of saying."
Sitting down, and passing Billy a root-beer, Grrr popped a can for himself and said "Boys in the  school yard busting your tail again?"
A shocked Billy almost choked on his root-beer.
As he found his breath, Billy looked at Grrr and said "Yes, they....how..how..did you know?"

 

"That young rex, with the sour look in the waiting room, is he your boy?" asked Grrr 
"Yes, and he never had that look when he was younger..he was always happy...." The mother  said.
"Humm. replied Grrr, why don't you go for a nice cup of tea while I have a man to man talk with the lad?" Grrr suggested.
When the worried mom left his office..he had the nurse send in the young rex.
"Son, your mother is concerned and..."
"I am NOT your son!!" the young rex snarled.
With his evil rex grin in place, Grrr looked ..just looked ..at the young rex..who, all of a sudden, truly  wished that he had kept his mouth shut.
"Fine, kid..just want to know where  we stand" Grrr replied..reaching out his massive razor sharp claw and putting on his scrubs..

Back story   to be continued